Essay About My Best Friends

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.

My cousin, Deja Hiserote, is my best friend; she lives down the road from me in Red Scaffold, which is in the middle of nowhere. The town where I go to school and where all my other friends, Dupree, is nearly fifty miles from my house. To get to Red Scaffold, you have to go down south of Dupree on Cherry Creek Road; about halfway to Red Scaffold the road begins to curve first one way and then the other and you have to be very careful because it is a gravel road and you might find yourself in the ditch. Last November when it cold and there was nothing to do, Deja and I decided to go for a drive. We decided to go to Dupree because we intended to hang out with more of our friends.

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.

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.

When I first met my best friend, we were in the ninth grade. I knew he was going to be my best friend from the first time we hung out. He is funny, and always smiling. He is also gay. He has a unique personality. I love how he is comfortable with being himself. He was open and never had any secrets to hide. This is what caused many complication his father rejected these things. This was the only beginning of the complications.

It’s been one year, can you even believe it? Time really does fly when you’re having fun, and my life with you in it has been nothing short of fun. There are so many things I want to say, but not enough words to express the appreciation I have for you. We’ve been through a lot in this past year. We have enjoyed the ups and endured the downs, but the greatest part of it all is we did it together. We both know our friendship is more than any other friendship you see in the world. Ours is truly special. We are not just best friends, we are sisters. I remember when we were just starting out in this amazing journey how I was insecure and afraid that our friendship would end up like my other past friendships. Me getting left. It never failed you were always there to reassure me I had nothing to worry about. We are sisters, and I’ll never forget the moment where you explained to me what that meant to you. You said this,

Have you ever thought about who your best friends really are? The world contains many people that you may talk to, but which ones hold that special place in your heart? Which ones hold the key to your friendship? During my middle school years I spent every free night alongside my friends. I always appeared busy. Lately, I started to discover something that felt strange. Those nights filled with endless laughs and good times slowly faded away. I went home every day after practice and spent every night sitting in silence. It dawned on me that I have not spent any time with my friends in what seemed like forever. A calm and chilly fall night at my house turned into a panic attack. As I watched television that night with my family I observed all of the thoughts that ran through my mind. To me the beginning of high school just reminded me that everything fails to last forever and some things will cease to look the same and the beginning of that change began now.

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.

Did you know that you only need just one friend to make kind of your day, really contrary to popular belief. When I specifically was 14 ½, I met a girl that I have never seen before. We started talking and eventually bonded it was for all intents and purposes weird. I didn’t know what it meant. As we basically grew closer, we started talking about anything and everything. I think I made a really good choice by choosing a friend as good as that in a very major way. I can already for all intents and purposes tell we for the most part are gonna last a sort of long time in life, contrary to popular belief. My best friend particularly makes life for all intents and purposes easier and mostly keeps me out of trouble, or so they kind of thought. It all for the most part started when school literally started back after the summer. I basically got on the bus. On my way to school, I seen this girl sitting on the back of the bus. I kind of noticed that she never was on my bus before. So I particularly decided to specifically go say,” hi.” She literally said ,” hey.” I asked,” are you new here?” She said,”yes.” I said well my name is,” Kenoisha, What’s yours?” She said,”Brianna.” Then we generally started talking about our neighborhood. That we lived in it looked okay from the outside, but don’t let that fool you! In the inside of our neighborhood it”s a hot mess in a major way. We do our best to keep it clean in a big way. After we talked about the neighborhood we particularly begin

I was a sophomore in High School, Ellen was a freshman and by the beginning of the calendar year, we were wildly popular, it seemed as if every freshman and sophomore on campus knew who we were. We often dressed alike, something we retained from when we were children and our mother clothed us in the same outfits, we teased our hair up in bouffant styles, wore heaps of mascara, and eyeliner artistically drawing little wings in the corner of our eyes. My sister and I were part of the in-crowd and fashionably trendy.

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.

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.

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

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.