Friends Forever Essay

These people were probably the most amazing people I have ever met. I learned their stories and realized no one has perfects lives and so eventually I opened up to these people about my life. I realized all through high school I was too worried about fitting in and what other people thought, when no matter what happens, there new people would always be there for me. I realized the friends I had weren’t really my friends and are worried about a social standard that doesn’t even exist unless people make one exist. I believe labels shouldn’t exist and I will never understand why everyone can’t be

The novel Our Mutual Friend by Charles Dickens explores the theme of turning dust into gold, whether it be in a literal or metaphorical way. Old John Harmon, the Boffins, and Betty Higden all turn dust into gold in some way. Old John Harmon changes dust into gold in a literal way- “he grew rich as a Dust Contractor” (p. 24). The dust with which he made his fortune was piled around his mansion, when talking about Old John, Mortimer says that he collected all kinds of dust; “coal-dust, vegetable-dust, bone-dust, crockery-dust, rough-dust, and sifted dust” (p. 24).

I remember it like it was yesterday. My best friend and I, TJ used to always hang out together. We would take walks in the woods, play cars, ride bikes, and sometimes even play hopscotch; things normal kids would do. People thought it was strange to have a boy best friend, but it didn’t matter to me. He was great company on lonely days, and never gossiped about anything. He was the type of friend you could always count on. Little did I know that TJ would soon be gone.

It wasn’t until junior year of high school I finally found a group of friends that I can call my best friends. There is barely a time when we aren’t all hanging out together and they have helped me a lot these past two years. I would also probably say they were my biggest fans this basketball season, and they showed it. I could hear them cheering for me and they even got the student section to start chanting Juice, my nickname, after I made a basket. I loved looking over at them because they always got me hyped up during games and even seeing a few of them dress up as me every once in awhile was pretty funny I felt honored. But they are my best friends, because I make the best and craziest memories with them and they are always a happy group of people there is never a dull moment with them. My friendship with them is probably like Ros and Guil’s relationship, not as dumb, but just as fun. Ros and Guil where two really funny guys and they were always having fun or kidding around when they were together, and they just had a special connection, and that’s how I feel with my friends. Obviously there’s more of them but I feel like I’m Ros and they are Guil. I don’t think that I could asked for a better group of friends who help and support me through all my easy and rough

There is a picture on my fridge of my two best friends and me on the last day of Kindergarten, rosy red cheeks, smiles that could light up the night on our faces, the innocence of being five years old beaming from our bright eyes. An image that might outlast our friendship, but will forever be in my mind. All through Elementary school these two remained my best friends. Our little circle of friendship slowly grew as more people started to enter our lives for different reasons and we developed small friendships that threatened to pierce the bubble of our little trio. Nevertheless, our friendship didn’t falter. I believed this was the way friendship would always be: a tight-knit group who would alway be by each other's’ sides, through thick and thin. And then came middle school.

For fifty years, the first generation of English pilgrims and Indians maintained peace with one other using a peace treaty agreement between Chief Massasoit and the Pilgrims. Thus, if either the Pilgrims or the indians went against the terms of the treaty or disrespected each other in any way, the peaceful relationship would cease. However, as the second generation of English pilgrims emerge, the terms of peace became forgotten. The breakdown of relations between the Indians and the English Pilgrims was caused by the failure of the second generation to maintain the terms of the peace treaty.

While I loved them dearly and they are like family to me, these friends were what I soon identified as my weakness. Whenever I have friends in my classes, my work ethic is inhibited, and my progress is limited. Whenever the time arrived for us to write something, I would usually jot down an average of two sentences-on a good day-and then turn my focus to my peers. I knew that the ability to write was inside of me, but I had prioritized my social life. This was irresponsible on my part, but school was the only time I got to see them before I got my license, so I savored every moment of the classes I had with them. As a writer, I realized that, in order for me to actually make progress, I needed a quiet work environment where I am either by myself or surrounded by strangers. Obviously, considering the fact that I am a student among around 1,000 others, this ideal cannot be met in the classroom. Since I had discovered this weakness and diagnosed it early on in the class, I was able to accomplish a major goal, thus brings me to one of my highest points in my high school

In the sixth grade, I met six people that I would form a brotherhood with for years to come. Dallas and Chris were the class clowns of the group, always joking around and starting trouble with people. Eric and George were the quiet ones, just like me, and we formed a bond through a mutual acknowledgment of each other’s preference for tranquility. Mark was the athlete of the group, excelling in both Soccer and Basketball. Ibrahim was the smartest of the group, as well as the most popular. He was known around school for his contrasting persona in reality as opposed to the one on his provoking Social Media accounts. Our group remained friends all throughout middle school and even high school where friendships were constantly being terminated.

For as long as I can remember I’ve had the same group of friends, but coming into high school I met a lot of new people. I met some of my best friends here and my boyfriend.I’ve reached out to a lot of different people I didn’t really expect to be friends with. I learned that you really can’t judge a book by a cover and that probably sounds cliche, but some of the people I thought I’d never get along with became some of my really good friends.

Although those few friends shared my interests, they were emotionally damaging and exhausting. In the beginning, they listened to my opinions

Now I am involved in clubs such as S.A.F.E and drama club, I have excellent grades, and I have more confidence than I ever thought was possible. Meeting these people has improved my life for the better, I finally have plans for college and a career afterwards. The friends I made have helped me be a better person overall. I cannot thank them enough for all they have done. We all help eachother over problems we are having at the moment. We are like a small happy family who loves and supports one another no matter what comes their way. I am so thankful for what friends I have

All throughout my years in school, I have experienced many lows and highs. I have encountered many different types of friends that have made me who I am now and those who have made me better than before. I’ve been through really bad moments; especially in junior high and elementary. I can still remember clearly the names I got called for being ‘round’ and dressed like a little girl. It got to me, but it didn’t stop me from me being me. I had the chance to remove toxic friends from my life and move on. During my childhood, I had lived with my aunt and cousins, as well with my parents. We were all under the same roof and did things together. My dad eventually didn’t get along with my aunt and uncle which ended bad. We eventually moved out and moved into an apartment. I had to sleep with my mom because my dad didn’t have the money to buy a two bedroom house. I lived under that condition up until junior high. Things began to turn out good and it was until then that my dad surprised me with something. He got a raise in his job and purchased a home with two bedrooms! I met new people and I eventually became friends with someone who ended up being my best friend until the end of junior high; we got

As I take a look around the lunch table, the bleachers at a football game, or the back seat of my own car, I seemingly see the people I have been closest to these past four years; my friends. Now this may seem like an obvious thing, but friends are a lot more than just people I hangout with when I seem bored, or the one’s I call when I need help with homework; they make up my peer group. It took some time to realize, but I believe my friends throughout high school have had a substantial impact on my choices and habits as a student and as a person. A peer group can encourage you to do good things like help others, try new things, or just relax. But your peers can just as easily try to make you do things that you would never normally do and could potentially harm you. As a high school student, I have seen it both ways; the people who found a great group of friends they feel comfortable with, and then the skeptical ones who seem go with the flow of the crowd. Fortunately for me, I found myself a reliable group of friends that never made me feel anxious or unsure of my judgments. Although our choices weren’t always the same, we always had a comprehension for one another; being part of that was great, but again that was only a select group of people who understood where I was coming

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.

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.