Descriptive Essay About Friendship

And then she turned to me. I felt special that she had saved me for last. I smiled at her, and she did the same to me. We had grown inseparable over the past few years especially, but now it was time to say goodbye. I knew at that point that nothing at all would change, that we would still be sisters, still be best friends, still be inseparable. Who cares if we’re 5 ½ hours away? This was us.

Lauren and her mother walked in silence a few yards ahead of the younger girls for the duration of the trip. Clara reached out to grasp her daughter’s hand ever so gently, to which Lauren closed her fingers around her mother’s before smiling and going back to admiring her surroundings one last time before returning home to Miami in the morning.

“I’ve been here since the beginning. I heard about your nightmare and about how all the other families have hurt you, but my sweet mija we will never leave you. This may be your thirty-third home, but this is your last home.” Lin said to me as he walked over to Vanessa and I and sat down next to us. Next thing I know I am being engulfed by a group hug by both of them. I finally stopped crying. Vanessa walked back to her room after she kissed my forehead and told me goodnight. “You should go to be because we have to go to Its house tomorrow to gather your stuff and tell It good riddance and to suck an egg.” Lin said and I chuckled at the suck an egg comment. Lin was about the walk into his shared room with Vanessa, but I quickly grabbed his

The two walked together in silence on the way back to Liz’s house. Both not sure exactly what to say. When they finally reached Liz’s house Liz said. “ I hope this won’t be the last of

"Yeah, I am. But I don't wanna be alone and Lexi can't go." She smiled slightly at me and I smiled, knowing what she meant. "Would you come with me, baby?" She pushed her hair behind her shoulder, moving close to the camera and making puppy eyes at me.

“Well, uh. I-we should get going if we wanna beat the traffic. A-and you guys don't wanna be late to your movie do you?” I said as I opened the passenger door to my car waiting for Camila to get in. She walked over to her friends and told the all, individually, bye, before walking over to me and giving a weak smile before getting into my car. The ride to the hospital was as awkward as the greeting. I looked over at me every once in awhile to see if she was ok, and a few times I tried to talk to her, but she would just glare at me and shoot down any attempts I made to start a conversation. I don’t think she meant to be rude, she just has a lot going on in her head that she’s trying to figure out. I saw a tear roll down her cheek so I put my hand in hers, letting her know that I was here for her, then it wasn’t so awkward and comfortable silence fell until we got to the

As she neared the classroom in which her friends were in, she tried to regroup

“Rikki, Emma is going spend the night tonight.” Feeling uneasy about letting her stay over.

She pulled away to go hug Blake who looked surprised but returned the hug anyway.

She walked back downstairs, turning off the lights and sitting in the kitchen with everyone else. When Darry, Soda, and Pony walked in they were really confused, usually everyone was over playing cards and watching T.V. by now. Darry went into the kitchen, turning on the light. "Happy Birthday!" Everyone shouted, making him jump. "Glory, don't do that to me!" He shouted, glaring at them. He realized what they had said, his eyes landing on the cake.

Josh and Ava stopped walking. Ava slowly turned to face Josh with hopelessness in her bright but sad brown eyes. Josh looked at her, seeing her for all that she was; sarcastic, confident, honest, and it hurt him physically and emotionally. The two became inseparable while working and living together at camp; sharing laughs, fears, dreams, but it was over. Much like anything, the summer did not last. Neither one of them expected to have such a close connection, but they did. Josh opened his arms and drew closer to Ava. He wrapped his strong arms around her, pulling her in. With hardly any strength, Ava lifted her arms to barely reciprocate the action. They just stood there. Inhaling the moment with all that they could in hopes it would last forever. Ava would never let go if she could, and Josh knew that and eventually dropped his arms. Ava felt as if life had left her body, only leaving her feeling overwhelmed with sadness. Ava looked up at Josh like a child and gently said, “Don’t forget about me”. It was the most devastating sentence ever

As the time goes by, we got closer to each other; she had told me about Victorson, the result of her previous sad love. Her ex-boyfriend had left Taylor since Victorson has not been born yet. I totally did not want to ask her about that. I just let her be open to talk to me naturally. She cried a lot when telling me about her story. I understood her feeling and sympathized with

Ginger and I looked each other over. There was nothing glamorous about our outfits—dark blue skirts and light blue sweaters—but it was all we had that kinda matched. I’d given the boys strict instructions to wear dark pants and white shirts for our first gig. We’d have to shop for flashier attire later.

Imagine your sole confidante, childhood playmate, personal comedian and physiologist disclosing your secrets to a stranger. Unfortunately, this stranger happens to be the person who enforce a form of punishment for the actions that were once a secret. Furthermore, this confidante is considered your friend. Does an instance of this friend disclosing your secret of immoral activities to a person of authority violate the success of the friendship? In fact, this act is not a violation of the laws of friendship. The ideas of friendship are subjective, and thus where you might think your friend’s actions are unjust, your friend is actually looking out for your best interest and security. Also, a good friend would not desire

As we grow older, we meet new people and make new friendships. Out of all the people you meet there is always that one friend that you click with the most. That being said a best friend is someone you look out for and care for like sibling. As we grow older we have a perception of growing old and having your best friend by your side, but I came to the realization one morning that it is not true. I found out my childhood best friend past away from a drug overdose.