Story of a friendship

     My best friend is Marta. I met her at high school. She always used to go with her primary school friend. Little by little, we got to know each other and we started to go out in the same group. We studied in the same class until we started  university, because then we did different degrees.  

   A funny anecdote was when one night we were going to sleep in her house because her parents were not in it.But she lost her keys. We spent all night on a bench until dawn.

    Nowadays we keep in touch through email, chat or mobile phone. We usually meet once or twice a week due to our jobs. I remember that we used to go shopping, study and go clubbing together. I have good memories of those days. But now, we have other responsibilities.