My Best Friend Gifty At Unimac

                         The day I met Gifty, I didn’t know I was about to find someone who’d become my second half. It was back in school, just an ordinary day that turned into something unforgettable. She walked in with the brightest smile and the kind of presence you can’t ignore. Her dark skin glowed like sunshine on cocoa, and her energy? Pure magic.

                      The day I met Gifty, I didn’t know I was about to find someone who’d become my second half. It was back in school, just an ordinary day that turned into something unforgettable. She walked in with the brightest smile and the kind of presence you can’t ignore. Her dark skin glowed like sunshine on cocoa, and her energy? Pure magic.

                       From the beginning, there was something about her—something real, something warm. We clicked like it was meant to be. And from that moment on, we were inseparable.

                 Gifty is cute, no doubt. But it’s her heart that really gets me . She’s loving, thoughtful, and cares so deeply for the people around her. She’s the kind of person who’ll hype you up when you’re down, and calm you down when you’re doing the most. And let me tell you, we did the most.

                     We’ve done some wild, crazy, hilarious things together. From sneaking snacks into class like we were on a secret mission, to laughing so hard in public people thought we were losing it. We’ve made up dances, given each other the worst fashion advice (that we actually wore), and gotten into harmless trouble that we still laugh about today. Every moment with her is a memory I’d never trade.

                     But beyond the fun and craziness, Gifty is my safe space. The one person I can cry with, vent to, and be my full self around. She listens without judgment, loves without conditions, and supports me without hesitation.

                   Through everything—school stress, life drama, the highs and lows—she’s been there. Constant. Solid. Unshakably loyal.

                    And even though we met in school, our friendship feels like it was written in the stars. Gifty isn’t just my best friend. She’s my sister, my ride or die, my heart in human form.

                   The beginning, there was something about her, something real, something warm. We clicked like it was meant to be. And from that moment on, we were inseparable.

                  Gifty is cute, no doubt. But it’s her heart that really gets you. She’s loving, thoughtful, and cares so deeply for the people around her. She’s the kind of person who’ll hype you up when you’re down, and calm you down when you’re doing the most. And let me tell you, we did the most.

                      We’ve done some wild, crazy, hilarious things together. From sneaking snacks into class like we were on a secret mission, to laughing so hard in public people thought we were losing it. We’ve made up dances, given each other the worst fashion advice (that we actually wore), and gotten into harmless trouble that we still laugh about today. Every moment with her is a memory I’d never trade.