Descriptive Essay About Friendship

All throughout life we have friends. Most of them will change as the years go by, but a few will remain the same. The friends that change are usually the ones who have wronged us and the friends that stay the same are the ones who are true. True friendship lasts, false friendship fades.

Tyler Anthony Novojoski sounds just like an everyday regular guy. He may not be your favorite celebrity, best friend, or even your family, but he is one really amazing guy. I know what you're probably thinking how can you even have true love or even care about someone you don’t know. Simple, you just sit back grab a bowl of popcorn and let me tell you about Tyler, and I can promise you will wish he was a part of your life somehow. I met Tyler back on a spooky, cold, and dark Halloween night, the year two thousand fourteen. That day I met him left an everlasting impact on my life that is how truly amazing he is. Before we met I was just hanging out with my friend Autumn and she knew I was going to be starting at Panera bread. She decided to text Tyler and his friend Brandon to come pick us up and hangout. In my head I was super excited at least we wouldn't be just sitting around anymore. They finally reached my house, Tyler was driving an older white Jeep Cherokee with red swirls on the side. We got into the car and, the first thing I smelled was a strong whiff of men cologne. Tyler and Brandon turned around to introduce themselves to me. When I looked at Tyler in the eyes my heart stopped, I got butterflies. I couldn't help but keep thinking how crazy cute he was. After we all were introduced we drove around for awhile and just talked and got to know each other.

We have many people that we say are our friends and some we consider to be our as best friends. Those so called best friends are the ones we can count with our fingers, which then turns out to not be a lot. However, in my experience we can’t always expect good outcomes from either one of them. We are better off not trusting anyone but yourself, since your best friends are the ones that end up hurting you the most. However, I didn’t lose a friend, I just realized I never had one. In every friendship, we are risking the chance of being betrayed, we need to be careful how much trust we give.

"Life without a friend is like death without a witness." -Spanish Proverb. We all have friends, different people have different tastes and temperaments and hence make different types of friends. They tend to bond with some and stay away from some. With time and growing trust, some people get really close to each other and remain true friends. They stand up for each other in times of need and provide full support when you lose confidence in yourself. However, every friend is not the same type. One might have more close friends than acquiantenaces, while others might have more acquaintenaces than close friends, but either way, majority of people that develop great friendships either   fall into one of the

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

The importance of a women’s friendship is to provide a special bond, support system, and everlasting memories so that a concrete relationship will continue to grow and expand throughout a lifetime. According to the Merriam-Webster Dictionary, friendship is defined as “the quality or state of being friendly.” This definition means that a friend is truly someone who is caring and is willing to go out of their way to impact and change one’s life. Friendship truly signifies caring, impact, and the ability to change one’s life through tools such as stories and memories. My story is about my best friend named Jessica. This is about a time where I was stressed in my freshman year of highschool. Out of everyone, she was the first one to give me guidance and keep my mind off of school stress. In addition, she taught me to start living life and let things go. In conclusion, from this experience, I have learned so much about my true passions as well as developed a close-knit relationship with someone I can call a true friend.

Casey Moss; it had taken me two years just to remember that name. Casey’s bright and bubbly personality is really hard to forget, but it did take me two years after I met her just to remember her name. The first time I met my best friend Casey was the beginning of sophomore year at El Capitan High School. Both of us had history class together with Mrs.Crooks. One day, Mrs.Crooks gave an assignment that involved each student to pair up with another student. Back then I did not know a single person in that class so I naturally panicked and scanned the room quickly for any person who did not have a partner. Casey was the first and only person I saw that day that seemed just as lonely and panicked as I was to find a partner. At that moment, I had stood up out of my chair and walked 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 with straight chestnut hair that went past her shoulders and down to her back. When I had stopped directly in front of her desk she smelled of grapefruits and orchids from her favorite One Direction perfume called You and I. Her piercing burnt almond eyes stared straight into my soul and I asked her if she wanted to be my partner. Casey thankfully said yes in a soft-spoken tone and we properly introduced ourselves by shaking hands. Her hand felt clammy and her fingernails were chewed. However, from that day on that handshake

I lived life a very long time before I met Oren Crafts. I don’t know the precise moment we became friends, but, surely, it is something I consider him. The story of how he became my life-line actually happened fairly recently. It was a mild, summer late-night when I received a text from him saying he needed to talk. I’m not sure what topic kept him up this long and troubled him so much that he needed my help, but I hopped in my truck anyway and drove to his house. Contrary to what you might expect, he was helping me more this night than I was helping him.

The one thing I always seem to tell myself when it comes to friendship is, never let go of the ones that mean the most to you. My best friend's name is Gracie. I have known her my whole life, literally. We did/do everything together and still continue to be best friends. Friendships are crazy, but you haven’t seen crazy yet.

My palms are sweating as my brain drifts off from the algebra problem. Anxiously, I begin to scribble down a rhyme in the back of my worn-out workbook, releasing the inner anguished poet found deep within.

It was wonderful to meet with you last week. I particularly enjoyed the joint session with Lawrence. It’s clear that you have established rapport with him and he with you.

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.

There is always that one person that you have that knows all of your secrets, shares all of your jokes, listens to all of your gossip and is simply someone you can call your best friend. I live with that person, or at least I used to. Her name is Allison, my sister and my best friend. Looking back at every single memory I have, she is there in some form or fashion. She is there holding my hand my first day of preschool, wearing the same jean jacket as I because our mom loved it when we matched. She is there on the basketball court with me during my very first game, helping calm my nerves and stop my shaking. She is there holding me while I cry over my first heartbreak, reassuring me that things will get better. Even after she graduated, leaving me in high school alone, she is still there. She is at every game cheering me on from the stands and is always willing to help me with things such as homework or listen to my constant rants about teachers.

"Friends have a unique loyalty to one another. This loyalty comes not through a sense of duty in the way one may show loyalty to family, kinsfolk or country. Theirs is born out of love, trust and respect. Nurtured on care and understanding. A perfect loyalty that will survive every hardship and endure the rigorous test of time."

I have always seen myself as a well-rounded person, but all that changed when I met one of my best friends in 11th grade. When I was growing up I grew up in up mostly in the city but lived in the suburbs. So I got the best of knowing how to fit in with the city kids and the suburban kids. In 11th grade one of my best friends moved away. We had one class together, but since he moved we had to change seats. I had to sit next to someone that came from a different “world” than I did. He grew up in the mountains while I was from the city. We had a Completely different style of dressing. Even our disposition and slang was different. When I first sat down I told him my name and stuck my hand out and he did the same. What I was used to was not a handshake, but to “dap” someone up while he went for a handshake gesture. In my head, I said “ me and him could not be more distant from each other ” and now that we are really amazing friends he told me he thought the same about me.