Friendship Essay : My Best Friend

I have and had many friends I would consider best friends but one in particular comes to mind, Madi. I have known Madi for three years, but it feels like forever. I know this person is my best friend because our friendship and I are very important. She worries and makes sure I’m okay. I know this is a good friendship because we are loyal, trustworthy, and ready to help each other when needed. I have been going through a lot this year and she has been there by my side the whole time. She helps me stay calm and focused and gets me to do stuff that I couldn’t imagine doing with anyone else by my side. We have gone riding, done OHSET, work, travel, and practically live together. Over time I believe I have gotten her out of her comfort zone and she has done the same for me. These changes have occurred because we are comfortable with each other. Our relationship in ten years will change in many ways. We will go to college, get married, and hopefully stay connected. One of my wishes is for our kids to grow up together and become best friends, and if they are opposite sexes possibly get

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.

A friend is an individual with whom secrets and problems are typically shared. This type of relationship serves to build trust in the friendship. Best friends should be trustworthy,

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.

Some people don’t even know or talk to their cousins. That is not the case for me, my cousin and I are best friends. We have been best friends since we were very young and she has been a very crucial part of my life. Our families lived down the road from each other for many years and we spent a lot of time together. We were inseparable and still are today.

Everyone has friends, and usually they are people with similar personalities. Some are similar to the point that it is shocking. They seem to walk, talk and even eat the same. Others are so different that people wonder how they can stand each other, let alone be friends. That’s what people usually think of my best friend Gaby and I. Whenever we are together, I also wonder how we became so close. She and I are extremely different; our temperaments, personalities, and work ethics are on two opposite parts of a spectrum. But despite our differences we are very close; and we have become better people with the help of one another.

The last time I saw my best friend was definitely a time I would never forget. It was the best yet worst day of my life. Yet It taught me that letting go isn't always the best thing, but can change you as a person.

“It's fruitcake weather,” as she would say. It's late November, the snow is falling heavily onto the ground. Memories start to come back of all the times I had with my best friend, and her fruitcakes. She was my best friend, so happy and excited. Sometimes I sit back and remember all the times we had before they shipped me off to school, and took me away from her. I never could understand what my parents meant when they said it was for the best to take me away, that she wasn’t raising me properly. When I look back now, I think she did a wonderful job of teaching me the ways of living fully, and giving to others for nothing in return.

My dearest Teekay, I'm going to tell you about how much your friendship means to me. I often tell you that you came in my life when I really needed a friend, however, I never told you why. I keep telling you how I will tell you but never did. Whenever we have a disagreement you always say that I don't trust anything you say about how you feel about me, that I feel every word you write or say to me is a lie. I can't agree in fact I feel its the opposite if you remember when we talk in the past I always comment on how kind you are or I'm happy to have met you, in fact, I say so much stuff I remember when you told me to be careful because people will take my kindness and use it against me. I can't thank you enough Teekay, We might have our disagreements and I'm going, to have to be honest, I don't know how far our friendship will go but I do hope it last for a very long time :)

I wanted to let you know that I am okay. My world didn’t collapse when you changed you mind. You were probably the first boy I truly ever liked. For some reason, I felt very connected to you, like I could tell you anything and everything and really open up to you which is something that has always been hard for me with anyone, but I took a chance and did it. You were my best friend, and I cared a lot about you, sometimes you said it seemed like I cared to much, but part of me feels as though you just weren’t used to someone truly caring about you. I remember so clearly the first night you told me you liked me. I remember the feeling I got. My heart started to beat fast, I got hot and I couldn’t stop grinning, but there was also doubt and fear. Doubt that a boy like you could like me, and I think that was my first mistake. I remember the fear taking over and thinking that you were going to turn around and say, “just kidding”. I remember that I didn’t know how to respond with all these mixed emotions and thoughts going through my head and heart so I just sat there for like 10 minutes just thinking about what had just happened, and after I collected myself I admitted to you that I had liked you for a while. Than two days later I felt my heart shatter for the first time ever as I sat on my couch. As I sat there I tried to pretend that it didn’t matter to me that you had said “I’m sorry I made a mistake and realize I don’t feel that way about you and I won’t ever let it happen

I grew up with three noisy, stinky brothers who I was never particularly close with. Then, my mother had a fourth. His name was Landon David Fraser, my new best friend. He was the most impeccable little boy a sister could ask for; we were inseparable and had a perpetual love for each other. Landon was my rainbow in every thunderstorm and my light in every foggy day. He was growing up so fast and in the blink of an eye, his fourth birthday came rolling around. I remember his love for his Spider-Man tricycle was so strong he rode it almost everyday, but never did that love even compare to the love that he filled my heart with.

I have a friend named Stacey, she is the most amazing friend anybody could ask for. We have been through so much together, we are basically sisters. We met on the first day of school in sixth grade, both of us terrified by the massive size of the middle school. When we were in school I fell in front of the entire class everyone laughed but her, instead she helped me up and we have been inseparable ever since. Stacey comes from an educated family, her father is a school principal and her mother is also a teacher, so Stacey is known for being punctual, well-educated, and having good manners. She is a member of her church, she sings in the choir, plays the guitar and teaches Sunday school. On Saturdays, she devotes her time feeding the homeless in downtown Dallas. Stacey is selfless because she adopted three girls and cats so they will have a home. Stacey teaches math at an elementary, in fact, she was presented with an award for being teacher of the year. In spite of these qualities, Stacey says she cannot stop eating junk food. Stacey says she does not have time to cook healthy meals, because she has a busy work schedule. Stacey also says healthy food are too expensive and cannot afford to purchase them. Finally, Stacey says she is not disciplined and it is too hard to stick to a healthy food diet. I have some advice for her.

I remember the first time I saw her. She seemed so happy, so sure of herself. That, I thought, is what I want to be a part of. To my luck we soon became friends and I tried so hard to not mess it up. I wanted to spend my time with her, I wanted her to spend time with me, I knew from the start that I wanted her to be my best friend. After talking for a little while and gaining her trust we did become closer, but not by much, and not by enough.

"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."

It was a sunny Sunday morning; the spring breeze was evident all around, the kind that says summer in on the way. My best friend called and offered to take me rock climbing up at Indian Hills, I was thrilled but timid. Waiting with anticipation I could hear the sound of his car coming, it was distinct in its own way because the muffler was on its last leg. He arrived in style, no not really. The paint of his car was peeling off and the smell of the exhaust filled the air with a horrible aroma. Every time I got in his car I felt embarrassed, but it was all right because he was the only one who could drive.