"Hey, Jenna, do you think we' ll still be friends when we're eighty-two?" I asked my friend. Losing Jenna would be like losing a very close sister. "Of course, we'll still be friends when we're eighty-two," Jenna announced loudly The next year, in Grade Four, we met Jamie. The three of us soon became close friends. We played together almost every day. I thought even time couldn't pull us apart, but I was sadly mistaken. The three of us started fighting a lot. Before Christmas, We had a really big fight, and Jamie and Jenna were against me, both saying I was bossy  . I felt helpless and lonely. I thought Christmas would be horrible!  _  "Wow," I said, breaking the silence as we stood on either side of my front door. "Thanks." "Okay...well... I have to go," she said softly. "Okay. See you later then..." and I closed the door. "Who was that at the door?" my mom asked. "It was Jenna, my classmate." I said. The card started off with "Merry Christmas", but then it said, "I am so glad we're friends. I am sorry about what I said when we were fighting. A fight won't stop us from being friends. Besides, we said we were going to be friends even when we're eighty-two." I stopped reading and started laughing. I couldn't believe I had forgotten what she said that day in the backyard. I couldn't believe I had been so selfish in trying to make my friends feel sorry for me. The best title for this passage would be  _  .
Jenna and I Friends Forever Friendship is very important. Friendship is very necessary.