Johanna, my mother's friend, is my best friend for 5 years and is like a third mother, the first is my mother, the second is my grandmother and the third is her. My mother is also called Jhoanna, but they have many differences. She gave me a teddy bear before going to live in Toronto and she told me to take care of him and have him with me. One day, my mother, I called her to find out how she was doing, and my mother told her that I brought the stuffed toy to New York and my mother told me that she had cried.
3 years ago she gave me the teddy bear to remember her and I have had it for 3 years in my house and I even brought it to New York because I knew we would go to visit my friend and not forget to remember all this time .
For me, that object is important because it was given to me by a person who loves me and who has shown me that she loves me and that is why she is my best friend, although friendship is greater not because of age or race, or money of due affection, loyalty, sincerity and other things.
This object is for me a treasure of friendship, a treasure of a new friend in my life and a new company.