Friendship : My Best Friend

Let's go back to last year. One of my so called good friends, lets call her Tammy, stopped talking to me. We were friends from fourth grade to sixth. We lived in the same neighborhood, not that far away from each other. After school on Fridays, we would go to the park and hang out for hours. Then as we got older we would go swimming, and walk all around the neighborhood together. But one day in fifth grade, she was mean to someone neither of us liked. I saw nothing wrong with this considering that person was shady to everyone.

At first, I tried to be positive about the attitude of my friend. I tried to pass it off as her being homesick or anxious about school. Eventually, I grew tired of her being rude whenever I came into contact with her, so I started to avoid her. We stopped texting each other and I started taking different routes around campus. Anything would be better than hearing another rude comment. The friendship ended negatively with her declaring we weren’t loving enough, and leaving. As if that weren’t irritating enough she blocked us on all social media and beforehand had made posts about how we had abused

We met in the sixth grade during band class, we both played clarinet. Neither of us really bothered to talk to each other, we had other friends. Throughout sixth and seventh grade I had this secret hatred towards her and now that I think about it, it’s really funny. I always got jealous because she was always first chair in band, or she always got good grades on everything, I even got jealous once because a boy liked her. Going into eighth grade they redistricted

Friendship is universal. It can bridge societal gaps of gender, race, social class, and differences in abilities. College is a time of personal growth, and friendships have a tremendous impact on the development and experiences of an individual. Through Best Buddies, college students and adults in the community with disabilities have the opportunity to share friendships. These relationships bring people of all abilities, interests, and talents together, as equals and as friends. I chose to look at these friendships

“Friends are a dime a dozen”, said someone whom I’m not aware of, but whoever it was must’ve had their fair-share of poor decisions when it came to selecting friends. However, they are right. Friends do come and go, some you feel relieved that they’d left and some you may want them to stay, but that’s just one reason why it’s become so important to choose your friends carefully.

The people I called my friends had abandoned me, and I felt more alone than I ever had before. Everything felt confusing and I felt like I didn’t have anyone to depend on. That’s until she came along and changed everything. They say that your true friends are always there in your time of need. I was there for her, and she was there for me. Over the course of junior year we became inseparable, you never saw one without the other. Around April of 2016, that’s when I started that my feelings had changed. I wanted to be more than just friends. However, I wasn’t completely comfortable with my sexuality. She knew that, but my feelings alone weren’t

Back in highschool, I had about a handful of friends. It was our Junior year and around this time I began to realize that friends start to change, and once, especially within a group of friends, thoughts begin to spread, and change the mind of others around them. This happened over the course of my Junior and Senior year at San Leandro High School with my closest of friends, Ian, Andy, Cory, Michael. Between the six, Michael was one of the friends whom I was closest to, Until the minds of the other 3 and I began to think

My ex-best friend, Holly Meehan-Metz, started to bring me down last year. Towards the end of our friendship, she had a very negative influence on me. She started smoking and drinking and eventually peer pressured me into drinking with her. I knew what I was doing was wrong and I didn't want to get in trouble with my parents or the law, so, I told her I had to stop. Then, she started involving me in drama in school. I almost drew the line there. The drama wasn't just rumors, I actually had people trying to fight me for

My friend moved here in the sixth grade, on her first day she was already being treated as an outcast, no one gave her a chance. I noticed that she was alone and when we were outside one day and so I went over to say hi and our friendship grew from there. As we went through the school year I noticed people picking on her a lot, as the years went by I found myself standing up for her more and more each day. About halfway through the school year I noticed she had changed, it didn’t take much for her to get upset. By the end of our sixth grade year she was not the same person.

She was not rude or obnoxious. She would have her days where she was not the happiest, but everyone has those. She would ask me every Monday how my weekend was, and what I did. She never judged me based on something I said to her and I never judged her. Alyssa helped me through every possible problem I had. She did not have the life she dreamed of and she opened up and told me she has family problems. Alyssa trusted me enough to even speak about her father's passing with me. She also shared with me how her mother struggled to pay bills and could not keep a steady job. Her mother fell off on a bad road which forced Alyssa to move in with someone from school. She told me her struggles and weaknesses along with her strengths and goals. We became best friends in such a short time. The longest known does not define friendship, but by whomever stood by my side and never left. Alyssa proved that saying true. We did not know each other for years, and we did not grow up together; but in one short week we became closer than any other friends of mine. People made me think she was this terrible person who hated the world. They made me believe she was a problem starter, and that she was never happy. I believed them and stood by them until I gave her a chance. Society never once tried talking to her. People never once gave a chance to get to know the real

When middle school started I began to build everlasting friendships. I soon realized that majority of my new friends were

When I was in kindergarten, I met my best friend. She was very shy at first and nothing about her seemed malicious. However, as the years went by, she became very imperious and unwilling to share anything, including friends. She wouldn’t allow me to befriend any other people without putting up a fight. However, she was allowed all the friends she pleased. Over the years she began to push everyone apart so that she was the common area between a bunch of enemies. Eventually, she and I began to argue over petty things and she would always make me feel as if I did something wrong. A massive argument then arose and I began to lose hope for our friendship because even though she was using me, I was oblivious at the time. The fight did separate us, and I was quite somber about the situation. However, this was when I realized all the things she had been doing wrong; all the things that I was better off without. The ending of our friendship for this period of time allowed me to reach this epiphany that I was my own person able to have my own friends, able to make my own decisions, able to be happy about my accomplishments. This sudden realization lifted the doleful weight from my shoulders, allowing me to become a much happier person with a new outlook on my life. Like I stated before, sometimes it takes us until we reach our lowest point to realize the journey that awaits, to regain the hope and strength that was lost

When obstacles strike our lives, we normally want to solve them. We try to brave through these furious storms without realizing what’s on the other side. I moved to Markham during Grade 4 and I found it very difficult to hold onto my childhood friend. Rapidly, my friendship with him slipped like ice right out of my hands. I tried my best to hold on to the last short-lived relationship of my best friend. In the beginning, we still visited each other. Eventually, these visits transformed into basic telephone calls. Within two years, our instant text messages faded. Now we just see each other 's social media post on Instagram and Facebook; strangers with a shared past. We tried so hard to keep this relationship alive,

Passing the mile marker of informing me that Norfolk was right around the corner, filled me with the anticipation of so much happiness, but a little bit of nervousness too. I was on my way to visit Julia, one of my best friends for the longest time. Driving down the bumpy highway, I thought back to some of my fondest memories with her, including playing on a fallen, rotten tree and pretending to have a chocolate shop with the mud from rain. As little girls, we would dress up and making singing videos, which continued well into when she drove me to school me freshmen year and we would sing and blast jams, sipping on our caramel frappuccinos. It had been almost a year since I last saw her. She had graduated from Midlothian High School the year before and was now attending Old Dominion University. It was Midlothian’s spring break and she had invited me up to visit her that first weekend off. When the car pulled up by her dorm building, she was waiting outside, wearing that same old cobalt-colored sweatshirt with stains from baking scrumptious desserts with her. We leapt into each other's’ arms. The hug was the purest form of friendship and love and it felt so great to see her. I said goodbye to my mom and walked up to Julia’s room. There was huge, Disney puzzle on the floor and I immediately sat to contribute my amazing puzzle skills. While we worked on it, we caught up on everyday girl talk - the usual dramas of the neighborhood and which boys we were talking to. We also went

During this time we seemed to get even closer. Our other roommates always remarked on our friendship and were jealous of the connection we had. When we saw how lonely others were, we were glad to have each other. We were