A Letter About A Friend

I remember it like it was yesterday. My best friend and I, TJ used to always hang out together. We would take walks in the woods, play cars, ride bikes, and sometimes even play hopscotch; things normal kids would do. People thought it was strange to have a boy best friend, but it didn’t matter to me. He was great company on lonely days, and never gossiped about anything. He was the type of friend you could always count on. Little did I know that TJ would soon be gone.

Have you ever had someone in your life who helped you figure out who you were? Someone who showed you the right path. Someone who was there right next you even if you did not take that path. Someone who always seemed to be right, but never held it against you when you were not. Someone whom without your life would most likely be entirely different. I have. Her name was Jessica.

I won’t ever forget the road trips my family and I always took to go see my cousins. I remember the long car rides sitting in my car on my ipod playing games, listening to music, and constantly asking how much time we had left on the road . I hated driving on the road especially since i was squished in the back seat with my brother and we no room at all. When we would first get there it was usually around noon and my cousins were never inside the house. They were always outside hanging out either playing basketball or just hanging out inside on of their friends garage.

First, let me introduce myself, before I tell you some stories about the teen-aged Mary Deas Frost, my roommate at The Hannah More Academy in Reisterstown, Maryland. We lived together from the fall of 1934 through the spring of 1936, when we graduated and had to go our separate ways.

Have you ever seen someone treated so unbadly and felt as if you were the one being treated bad? Have you ever seen them cry so much, and it makes you cry, too? Well, I have the feelings is heinous. Imagine being hated just because of the shoes you have on. You cannot make sense of why, right? Well, that is how I feel when I see someone being treated wrongly because of who they are. I don’t see how they could do it someone they “love”. All I knew was this world is full of horrible people, and I have to love my sister unconditionally.

You know that feeling of contentment and pure delight you get when you’re around a loved one? Well that’s exactly what I feel when I’m around my best friend Karah. She is a Texas native and lived here her whole life, until she moved far, far away. That is when my whole world drastically changed.

Two years; it took two years for me to remember the name Casey Moss. Ironic since that is the name of my best friend. Caseys bright and bubbly personality only took one moment for me to realize that we were meant to be more than friends. It was Mrs. Crooks sophomore history class I first spoke to Casey. We were assigned to make a poster that involved each student to pair up. She was the first and only person I saw that day that seemed just as lonely and panicked as I was to find a partner. The moment I noticed her I had stood up out of my chair and was walking toward her. She was wearing the same type of clothes that she would wear today: blue jeans, a simple baggy t-shirt, and some black and white vans. She had porcelain freckled skin

There are always people coming in and out of your life. It happens. It cannot be helped. Usually people would brag and talk about their current best friend; however, I feel that I should talk about a former friend of mine. He was very special to me because he changed me into the person I am today, even though he is not in contact with me anymore.

When you have a best friend, you notice the smallest things about them and what make them beautiful inside and out. They're little pet peeves and different faces they make to certain situations. In this situation, Emma Moesch is my best friend and i know pretty much everything about her. We spend so much time together that i can see these things and we have become the same person. We laugh the same and say the exact same words at the same time.. Everytime. To describe Emma will take awhile because she’s so unique and extravagant.

We all have someone or something that we love more than anything. For me, it was my dog, Madix. Madix was my best friend, he was the ray of sunshine in my life.

Growing up with not a lot of friends can be very tough. I remember the first true friend i had, was Brandon Payne. I met him in first grade since we rode the same bus, We were great friends. We sat next to each other during lunch, played together at recess, and we talked during class. A year went by and we were still the best of friends. Then one friday night in second grade he invited me over to house to spend the night. I was so excited! It was my first sleepover i have ever had and it was going to be the best time i ever had, i didn't know at the time i was going to regret coming over that day.

I haven't really done great things with my life but everytime somebody says I won't be able to do something I always prove them wrong.Ever since I was young I always was ahead of the kids my age only because I went through family problems at a young age and sometimes only I could take care of myself. Something that I accomplished and am proud of is that I stopped letting people take advantage of me.

Have you ever met a friend that you thought as a brother or a sister, well I know someone that is that person to me well,

I wanted to take a moment and encourage all who are volunteering for Royal Family Kids Camp.

My job as a travel consultant for Pfizer gave me lots of opportunities but the best was the opportunity to travel to wonderful places. I have been able to see and enjoy many exotic and not so exotic places. However, in 1997 I got the wonderful gift and greatest pleasure of my life and that was the chance to travel to Puerto Rico for a business trip. As soon as I landed in San Juan and we got into our Jeep Wrangler and headed out of the city I knew I had fallen in love with this Island.