As I grow up and get older, I realize that my parents are my best friends ever. We shared our feelings and foods and stories and so on each other. No matter the way they got mad to me, scolded, or slapped on me especially when I was a teenager. Behind all of those, then I realized, they did it because they were really taking care of me, shaping me to be a better daughter and an excellent one.
I love my friends, I love my parents.