My Best Friend

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As a bashful young boy in Elementary school I had thought that my best friend would be another child like me though I started to think differently when I spent more and more weekends and during the school year and several weeks during the summer with my Grandpa. Frankly speaking, at first I did not like the idea of having to be with an old person that was quite natural because I was only seven year old who needed a friend. Probably at that age I did not fully understand what is it a friend but now looking back in the past and reflecting on my friendship with my Grandpa I realize that he was more than just a friend for me, he was my teacher, mentor, confident and best friend. Speaking about my Grandpa, I would like to underline that despite the subjectivity of my personal opinion I think he was a very affable and considerate person. Naturally, he was not an ideal person and probably he had some shortcomings but as for me, at so young age, he became the best person who was extremely important for me. I should say that he taught me a lot and what is more important he could give me a piece of advice or support somehow when necessary, or he could explain we what I did not fully understand. I remember in details an episode from my childhood when he really managed to reconcile me when probably the first drama had happened in my life. It was the day my dog died. I felt awfully and my Grandpa suggested going to fishing. Now I understand that he my terrible state of mind to be dispelled. Even now I remember well his words of consolation. I thought I would have never recovered from the death of my dog but my Grandpa managed to dissuade me in it soon. But it does not mean that he simply calmed me down. I felt that he sympathized me but I did not expect he could help me. When we were fishing he told me that I should not regret so much about the death of my dog because it was a
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