My friends
What is a friend?
Is is some one you can call a brother or a sister?
Or someone who you can tell anything?
I've many wonderful freinds. You see, I've tomany to count and I hold them all dear to thy heart; but there are some I love more than others. Some annoy me, and the others I annoy. Woe tis a hard life to be a friend. I'm not part of just one clique I'm parts of many.
You see my dear guest, I am the type of friend, who will protect them with my life. If they are in danger I will step infont of the one who wishes to harm them and kill them right there. I do not fear jail. I do not fear death. Thats just who I am.
