On The Last Time On a day we all meet strange people who we have never known before, and then we may greet for a while and finally become friends. That is what happens to my lifetime and I am going to talk about it. Last year I met a guy who was older than me just one year in class room, I was 21 years old and he was 22. At first time I met him I never thought we would become friends because he looked awful. We merely took the same class room once a week and never talked to each other. After a few weeks, we started to know and talk to each other. Of course, we became friends and talked to much about many thing including crazy stuff when we met.He was not like others who I had known but he was a special person. He was good at studying and I admired him. He was kind, funny and talkative but quite chubby that I often called him Big Brother.I liked the way he was. Eventually,we had decided to had a deal to be siblings. Even though we just met once a week, I was feeling we were closer and closer. We both love watching movies in the same way and he often suggested me some. I do not want to say this year will be the last time we meet due to he graduated. I know it will come one day. In the world we always start with Greeting and end up with Saying Goodbye. Saying so, I do not want it really. I am really lucky to meet him even not too long.I will remember all things that happened to us it was a wonderful time and I wish I would meet him again. Thanks Big Brother. Thanks for your correction.