I Love My Friends

I had an argument with my room mate Katya over the poisoning of the Russian spy Sergei Skripal. I didn't think much of it at the time, but then she got chicken pox and had to stay in an isolation dorm, and when she came back she was moody and quite spiteful. On Wednesday she did something mean to frighten me and I was upset. Our house mother made us talk together last night about what was bothering us. I was dreading that meeting all day, but it went really well and now I understand why she was upset by things that I said. We apologised to each other, cried a lot and ended with a big hug. I am glad we are friends again, because I love her a lot and I really hated there being bad feeling between us.