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The day my cousin left was extremely sad . She was my best friend and we grew up together in Paris. We had sleepless nights and tiresome days, but the bond we built was like no other.
After she left, I began to change. My attitude was different. I became mean and stayed to myself, I was sad and lonely. I cut my hair and began to dress differently my change was internal and external. I could not understand why I felt that way.
Losing my closest friend had a significant impact on my life. I grew up to comprehend the meaning of true friendship. I had to learn that change was natural in everyone's lives and now I have a more positive image of change.
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