Descriptive Essay About My Friend

Today I decided that I wanted to go to Anacapa Island. I knew that there’s a lot of history here, and I was excited to learn new things. I saw many beautiful things when I reached this island. There was a lighthouse on the top of a hill, and I basically ran towards the lighthouse in excitement. I pulled out my sheets of research to read about this old monument. I read that it was completed in 1932 to help guide sailors through the channels in the foggy weather. I became stunned that a single lighthouse can do so much for people. I decided that this was the only thing that I truly wanted to see on Anacapa Island, so I am going to take a boat to Santa

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.

As we know, Puerto Rico was a colony of Spain "found" by Christopher Columbus on November 19, 1493, and remained a colony of Spain for the next 400 years. But the interesting fact remains that Puerto Rico was not truly settled by the Spaniards until almost fifteen years later! In 1508, Juan Ponce de Leon came to settle the land of Borinken, and founded the town of Caparra. This was the start of a proud people that would

You know everyone has that special someone in their life that shapes them and for me it is my cousin. Since that one day back when I lived in a small apartment made with brown bricks referred to as the “jungle”. Everyone lived in the jungle because it was affordable and there was lots of stores that were walking distance. My entire family lived there which made it special because we were always together, but it was more special l having Janet by my side. All I ever saw was her crawling up the stairs to get to my apartment, saliva drooping down from those chubby cheeks and her bright hazel eyes. As a child I didn’t know she was my cousin but she was always with me. Whenever we played,we always fought with each other over little things like dolls or who would get to hug my grandma first when she came over. I would always laugh at her when I heard her crying because it made me feel like I had done something better than her. We still managed to have our good moments though. It felt as we’d been attached since birth because of how close we were. As months passed and I gained more knowledge, you’d think we would get along more but we didn’t. I thought of her as a spoiled brat, every week I would go down to visit her. She would appear all ecstatic trying to greet me at her door with a bunch of Bratz dolls because she would get new ones every week. She’d basically get everything that she wanted and it would make me so mad because my parents never bought me toys. I would only get the

When I landed in Bora Bora, I was overwhelmed with its beauty. As we drove down the narrow dirt road, I was in awe. This was not like anything I had seen in the past. It looked like a village from a fairy tale with the multi colored stands and

After being taken back to the unit, the kids were at lunch, so I felt relieved. If you haven’t realized by now, my relief is always temporary. I was strip searched and taken off all of my medications that eased me due to doctor’s orders, he wanted me on a clean slate. I sat in an all white room with blinding blue chairs that were drilled into the ground, a television behind plexus-glass, and a table built onto the wall. I didn’t know when I had first arrived this room would become familiar and a part of my everyday life. My roommate became my best friend. She held me when I cried, played with my hair, and told me how wonderful I was. I didn’t the same for her: when she would have a break down in our bathroom, I went in, turned the light off, held her, and she would cry her heart out. She wasn’t like that though, she was such an aggressive and angry person, but to me, she was the sweetheart who loved to splatter paint on a blank canvas, create a masterpiece in her journal, and that had an odd obsession with fuzzy socks. She was stunning. Her milky way, caramel colored skin that was soft to the touch always glowed. She has these drop-dead gorgeous eyes that were an odd brown, that looked green in the lighting, but in the center she had red bursting out like fire into the cool, muddy waves. Her hair was a curly, beautiful disaster. I loved waking up to her wet head and it took her twenty minutes to get it styled, even if it was just a pony-tail. She also had this great

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

Midday, Monday, April 2, 2012, was no ordinary day for me as it marked a new beginning of life in South Florida. As I stood in the cold gray metal chamber as the gray steel door began to open, a well-dressed, and groomed man stood in the center of the barren corridor of the central jail in downtown Fort Lauderdale. Mike Fine, the owner of the Primary Purpose Sober House, remained motionless as I began to walk towards him, carrying only a brown paper bag filled with my personal effects. Since this moment Mike opened his arms to give me the tremendous embrace of my life, it was the start of a friendship that would inspire change in all areas of my life.

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.

“We just need to go into town and ask if there is any near by cliffs.” Then she quickly adds, “Without sounding like we want to jump off it!”

It’s mid-July and I am determined to experience something completely new and get out of my comfort zone one more time while I’m on vacation, and although up to this point I have gone out more that I should’ve and met new people that I would’ve never have talked to in my life, I’m glad I was able to do so. But that not the point of this story, let me get back on track.

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.

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.

Friendship-noun- A relationship between friends is the definition in the book, but friendship is so much more than that. It is trust, dependability, happiness, a shoulder to cry on and a face to smile at. Friendships are a bond between people that connect them on a deeper level than some can understand. Some friendships might be great but others might be toxic to your life and they are not meant to happen. When friendships come along in life, they may last for a day or they may last for a month, but only the best of friendships last for years.

After thanksgiving Dinner me and my cousin left the house and wear racing each other .Me and my cousin love to run and then we saw a stack of leaves and we both did a run start to hit the leaves. My cousin hit the stack of leaves first then I hit then the ground opened up and me and him both fell in. We slid down a narrow and we wear falling for an hour and then we hit the bottom .Me and my cousin wear at the bottom of the slide and it was a little weird like it was an underground base.