Danielle and I have been friends going on for 3 years. We can talk about anything. I just relate to her and she relates to me. I just had her over for dinner today. We normally meet about once a week for dinner at each other’s houses. We met at our job. We got hired on the same day and we had orientation together and we had training together. I remember those days just like it was yesterday. She is one of those people that will tell you how she feels. That’s why we became good friends. She has a big mouth and I guess that rubbed off on me. I kind of used to be shy and she made me express my self not shy to talk to others. We don’t work at the same job anymore, but you better believe that we have dinner once a week. Never miss it.
The funny thing is that friends can come in many different ways. I didn’t know how to act around her because I thought if I said something she would take it the wrong way. She knows how I am and I know how she is. The only reason why I was scared of what I say around her was because she is black and I am white. That’s what’s so great about this country we can be friends to who ever we want; no matter the color of their skin. That’s why America is so great. Just because the skin color is different doesn’t mean that they don’t like the same things that you like or the same things that you don’t like. I would do anything for her and she would do anything for me. I guess that’s why we get along so good. She’s just a great friend; I think to myself what would I do with out her