Janet is my best friend. One day, however, I nearly ended our friendship. I remember that day clearly.
We were 1 in the classroom. The teacher was giving us the results of a maths exam. I had done badly. I felt so 2 that I wouldn't talk to anyone. At lunchtime, I still stayed in the classroom alone. Suddenly, I heard a 3 . It was Janet. "You look very unhappy," she said. "What's wrong?" I looked at her for a while, but said 4 . I knew Janet had a good mark in the exam. I thought she was laughing at me. She kept asking me questions, "Is it because of the exam? Do you want me to tell you the right 5 ?" I looked away from her. When I looked up again, Janet had gone. I didn't know 6 to do. I looked for my paper everywhere, but couldn't find it.
In the afternoon, Janet came up to my desk and 7 me my exam paper back. I looked at it and got a big 8 . Janet had written the right answers next to each of my mistakes. How 9 she was! My face turned red. I wanted to hug her, but I only held her hands and said, "Thank you. " That afternoon, when Janet and I were on the way home, I felt quite happy and thanked her again. We are 10 best friends now.
