friends. (fiction story)

Hello there. My name is Ken Westfield. Over the past few months, I have been having a lot of problems. But I know my friends will always be there. My two friends are Jenna and Lester. They help me out a lot. When my house was being repaired due to an unfortunate accident, Lester let me stay at his house. When I came down with the flu, Jenna came over and brought me a container of chicken noodle soup. Lester was too busy with work but sent me a get well card. I was feeling better two days later. Then there was the time my car broke down. Luckily, Jenna was nearby. She gave me a lift home. Lester called a tow truck to come and bring my car to an auto shop. I started thinking to myself that I should repay them somehow for their kindness. I booked a seat at the fanciest restaurant in town. I invited Lester and Jenna to come and dine with me. I ordered a quarter pound chicken dinner. Lester ordered a T-bone steak and Jenna ordered fries with a pack of ribs. We talked and just had a good time. We've known each other since grade 4. Kindness, generosity, and being corporative is what I think true friendship is all about.

The End.