It was a regular Saturday night sleepover at my friend Tessa's house. Our group of friends gathered in Tessa's bedroom, laughing and sharing stories. Tessa, always the hostess, suggested that we play a game.

"How about we play 'Seven Minutes in Heaven'?" she proposed, grinning wickedly. I had heard about this game in movies, but I had never played it before. All of us, being twelve, were curious enough to agree.

Tessa explained the rules. One by one, two people would be chosen randomly to spend seven minutes alone in her bedroom closet; it was a game meant to make us giggle and blush.

As luck would have it, my name was drawn first. Tessa flashed me a teasing smile and picked the next name. My heart skipped a beat when she revealed it was Jasmine; one of my closest friends.

We were led to the closet, a chorus of giggles following us. The door closed behind us, leaving Jasmine and I in the semi-darkness. Seven minutes, the others counted down outside.

I remember the closet feeling surprisingly spacious, full of Tessa's clothes and a faint scent of her sweet perfume. Jasmine and I sat down opposite each other, the silence lingering a little awkwardly.

I decided to break the silence by asking Jasmine about her day. She giggled at my attempt to make small talk but played along. We talked about school, our teachers, and our shared love for art.

Our conversation flowed effortlessly, and the awkwardness from before was replaced with a comfortable familiarity. I remember feeling a warmth spread within me, one that wasn't there before.

We discussed our dreams, our fears, and our hopes for the future. It was a heartfelt conversation that neither of us expected to have during a silly game, but it felt right.

In those moments, I truly realized how great of a friend Jasmine was. She was smart, kind, and genuinely cared about me. The connection we had was deeper than I initially understood.

It felt like time stood still for us, and those seven minutes felt like hours. Yet, when the others called time, we both jumped in surprise. I remember us laughing at our own reaction.

As we opened the door and walked back to our friends, I could feel a new bond between Jasmine and me. It was an unspoken connection that only we understood and cherished.

The game continued, with other couples entering and exiting the closet amidst giggles and blushes. Yet, for me, the rest of the evening seemed to blur into the background.

I found myself wanting to return to those seven minutes with Jasmine. They were filled with raw honesty and shared emotions that I had rarely experienced before.

Looking back, our seven minutes in heaven might not have been filled with thrilling adventures, but they were undeniably special. They were seven minutes of discovering our own little world.

The game ended, but the night was far from over. We watched movies, ate popcorn, and had a pillow fight. Through it all, my bond with Jasmine remained a constant.

Our friendship deepened from that sleepover onwards. The shared experiences and feelings inside the closet translated into a stronger bond outside it.

This event was a simple yet pivotal point in our friendship. It was the moment I truly understood the depth and potential of genuine friendship. It was a testament to the fact that best friends are born at heart.

Even now, years later, Jasmine and I often joke about our 'Seven Minutes in Heaven'. Each time, we are reminded of that evening and the bond we forged inside a closet.

I may be an internet idol now, recounting this story, but in those moments I was just a 12-year-old girl, discovering the beauty of friendship with another 12-year-old girl. And that, to me, is priceless.

Even now, as we navigate through our adult lives, our friendship remains strong and unbroken. We have our ups and downs, but the trust and understanding we built during that game remain intact.

So here's to Jasmine, my best friend, and to that unforgettable night. Here's to those precious seven minutes that taught me the true meaning of friendship.

This story is a reminder for all of us that sometimes, the most significant moments happen when we least expect them. Who knew that a simple game could lead to such a profound friendship?

As an internet idol, I hope this story inspires all of you to cherish your friends and value the moments you share with them. After all, that is what life is all about; connections, experiences, and most importantly, friendships.

And with that, my story comes to a close. But remember, every ending is just a new beginning in disguise. Who knows what the next chapter of your life holds? Cherish the ones you love and always make the most of each moment.