Descriptive Essay About Friendship

A true friend is someone who would stop whatever they are doing to help you through anything and you would do the same for them. In a friendship both people need to posses the same essential traits for the friendship to be successful. Friends are a big part of my life because without them life would be very dull. I think God made us to find people that we are compatible with so we can go through life together. Three traits that a person should posses to be a good friend are honesty, loyalty and encouragement. In my experience my friends who live out all three of these traits fully, are my closest friends and I hold the same traits back to them.

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

When the spring breeze starts to tickle my nose, my heart starts to tickle for the first time. It seems like I have a hay fever in my heart. It is beginning of my 4th grade year, but I do not really need to worry about making a new friend, because in my elementary school everyone's friend each other. Eui is one of my new friend that I met in 4th grade. He is tall as a redwood. His eye is really round like as a clock, but when I see his cute face I feel like all the clocks in the world are not working at all. My eye become camera when I see him. I only focused on him, accordingly everyone is blurry except him. His smile for me makes my heart tickle. Naturally, we also start to hang out after school. While I am waiting for him in front of my apartment smelling a fragrant spring breeze I start to concern about him. I could not hide my feeling anymore. I want to say that I like him as much as the size of the galaxy. CLANGING CLANGING, he appeared around the corner riding his bicycle. Bicycle wheels turn fast like as he is in hurry like Eui does. After he saw me he starts to smile at me while shaking hand with one hand that he is not holding a handle. His smile for me makes my heart tickle.

Me and my friends Chase and Roselyn. Which are only my real best friends. I am very lucky person to have them. Well we were playing monopoly in my room. I was winning which was all I cared about . My parents were sleeping, they were in a deep sleep. We were hearing clam music that matched the gloomy rain. But something interrupted the peace. A knock in my window and then another one. All of us walked up to the window and wondered what was that all about. Then a light in the mansion,dark and lonely and spooky, the mansion stood there down the street . I said to them “Did you guys see that I know I am not blind”  “ Yeah that makes no sense and it's strange nobody lives there” Chase said. “You are ridiculous, it’s maybe lighting you know that it is raining. Right.” Roselyn said it so confident. Than I said “ Than let's go check if it  just lighting like you said ” I said. I know with my own eyes it wasn’t lighting it was like a ghost figure. It's weird to explain. I wanted to go so bad and live a little and do something scary with my friends for the first time. Roselyn hates scary things. Happy, cheerful Roselyn would never go see a scary movie with me . I see a lot of scary things about the unnatural world so I am used to it. She said ok. “But today isn’t the day that I going to die.”She said.  So we started  to pack our book bags. With flashlights, first aid kit, water, and our phones. I had a special surprise for them. I had brought the ouija board

Having a best friend is like having a second being to share your every movement and emotion with. They are there for you in your saddest and happiest moments. They give you the truest opinions, but will support you no matter what you decide to do. Once you become close enough with a person to call them your best friend, you unconsciously begin having identical likes and dislikes. You become inseparable, spending most of you days either hanging out or whining to them about any bothersome matter that you come across. Those are some of the characteristics of being true close friends. You never want them to be in harms way because you have developed a bond to that individual and realized what an amazing person they are. Trust me when I tell you, I never wanted to see my best friend of four years get hurt but when you are put in a situation like mine, it was bound to happen one way or another. One of the biggest dilemmas I have encountered was deciding what to tell my close friend and what not to for her own good. I would never have thought I would have to choose between my best friend’s trust or her happiness.

I have great friends! They would never make me do anything I wasn’t comfortable doing. They are the greatest, at least that’s what you keep telling yourself when you find yourself in yet another sticky situation it seems they got you into. They are throwing a party and of course invited you, so you went and were expecting it to be a small party not a lot of people and more of a low-key relaxed night. However, when you arrive to the party there are many cars parked on the street many of which you do not recognize. So there are a few more cars than you though, so what? When you enter your friend's house you are greeted by a few of your friends. They are clumsy and slurring words, obviously drunk. They take you inside and insist you have a drink. They even start preparing one for you even though you already declined politely and have told them before you have no interest in drinking alcohol. They tell you that you have to in order to stay at the party and be their friend. These are your closest friends and you don’t want to loose them, however you know if you get caught drinking under age it will ruin your chances at college sports and even a college education. Also your parents will definitely not be happy. What do you do? Choose your friends over your parents and future, or choose your family and future over you so called friends? You choose the latter.

“Are we there yet?” I called from the back of our car, “Not yet bud.” my father yelled over the blasting radio. “Vroom, vroom, vroom.” the engine roared as my dad revved up the car. Every year we get in the car and we head to our cousins house in Utah. I was going to go get some snacks at the gas station. I didn’t even realize how sweaty my hands were until I touched the handle. I swiftly wiped my hands on my shorts and then hopped out of the car into the blazing hot outdoors. “Oh come on” I thought when I landed on the surprisingly hot concrete. I scrambled up and looked around to make sure none saw the embarrassing fall.

Shannon L. Alder says, “Beauty is not who you are on the outside, it is the wisdom and time you gave away to save another struggling soul like you.” My friend Madison Smith is eighteen years old. She is five feet four inches tall and has light brown eyes. Her soft, dirty blond, wavy hair goes a few inches past her shoulders. She has smooth, fair white skin. Her complexion is perfect with her face free of make-up. The style of her clothing is very modern with her own unique touch. Singing is one activity that she is seen doing often, with her voice being both gentle and strong. Riding horses is another activity she is skillful at. None of these things, however, do I consider important when describing her. Her personality can be summed up in just one word, generous. She gives gifts, advice, encouragement, time, and inspiration without any hesitation.

I was laying in my comfortable, warm bed surrounded by my favorite toys and my dog, Sadie. Sadie, a beautiful german shepherd dog, was my best friend. She helped me through the hard times and kept me entertained during the boring times. I shouted over to Sadie, “Sadie are you ready for lunch? ”As soon as Sadie heard the word lunch, she rushed down the stairs, her tail swayed from side to side hitting everything in her path.

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.

Friendship is weird. You select random strangers who have similar personality traits as you and then give them affection and plan activities and spend time with them. Assuming you have a specific person in mind, think back to when you weren’t friends yet. If you were to never cross paths ,where would you be? I tend to think about this question a lot, and I have concluded that my life has been affected in a way I will never really know why or how, but it all started with my next door neighbor.

The past few years, recognizably since I started High School, people started to bring to my attention that I don’t look like much of a friendly person. At first it confused me because I felt as if my intentions were good and my heart was kind, in other words, I was it was in my mind that people saw me as a caring individual. I had hopes that I just naturally came off as someone whom anyone could easily create a friendship with. After thinking on it some I concluded that it was probably because often I tend to be shy when it comes to meeting someone for the first time. Not always was I able to put myself out there and start chatting immediately with just anyone without knowing a thing about them. People would often judge me by how I looked and acted, considering I didn’t speak to everyone initially and I’d isolate myself in some moments, insinuating that I wasn’t someone they would like to converse with at first. Shy people are often viewed as beings who don’t want to associate with others often, however personally I love people in addition I enjoy speaking with most, anyone wanting to have a conversation.

“A good friend knows all your best stories; a best friend has lived them with you.” – Anonymous.

When you were still in the kindergarten, friends were the people who romped about with you, played mischievous tricks upon everyone. When you were getting bigger, perhaps at primary school, friends were the people who helped you in your homework, who sung with you at the school choir. Had you forgotten them? Had you betrayed them? Are you a good friend to your friends? A true friend would always tell you the truth, be you best partner when you need him, most of all, support you.

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,