There is a small garden behind our school where students often eat lunch or sit quietly with a book. The flowers there are bright and colorful in spring, and the air always smells fresh. Most students walk past it without stopping, but this garden is a very special place for me. It is the place where I first met my best friend, Amy.
I remember the day when Amy joined our class. It was a Monday morning in September, and she looked a little lost and nervous. At lunch, she did not know which table to choose, so she walked to the garden alone. I happened to be there, reading under a tree. I smiled and said hello, and she sat down beside me.
We started talking about books, school, and our families. I was surprised to find that we liked the same stories. That quiet afternoon was the moment when our friendship truly began. From that day on, we walked to school together and shared everything with each other.
Now, Amy and I always meet in the garden when we have free time. It is the place where we share our thoughts, study together, and make plans for the future. Last week, we sat under the same tree and talked about our dreams. I felt happy and thankful to have a friend like her in my life.
People say that a good friendship starts with a small moment. I believe that is true. The garden behind our school is just a quiet corner with flowers and trees, but for me, it is the place where something important began. I will never forget the day when I said hello to a stranger and found a lifelong friend.