My friends mean a lot to me because I haven’t had much of a family since my mom died. My dad left after that and 2 of my siblings were adopted by a couple that lived in Utah. That left me and my older brother living with my grandparents. I did not get along with my grandmother well at all and eventually she kicked me out of the house. I lived with friends from then on and so they became my family and now on holidays and things like that I go to friends houses instead of family members. My best friend in particular means a lot to me and I know that my life would not be nearly as great as it is if she were not around throughout it. We’ve created our own makeshift family out of other friends who don’t have great relationships with their blood relatives and we all really enjoy the family that we’ve assembled.