Alison and I first met in grade nine; it was first semester, period one geography. Geography was not the most interesting class, making it easier for us to become great friends because all we did was talk. Even though we have gotten in trouble quite a few times, that never stopped us from telling each other stories about our weekends and our interests. But never the less all of the times we got into trouble, I got to know Alison very well and figured out that we are two different types of people that share many of the same interests. We both love living in the moment and going on spontaneous adventures, however, Alison is more daring and willing to try new things, where I am much more conservative and shy. Because of our two different, yet similar personalities we have created some great memories together.
A significant event in our friendship was when we decided to join the rugby team. Trying out for any team, in any grade is nerve-wracking. But trying out for rugby in grade nine is on a whole different level. Rugby was not my first high school sport that I was signing up for, but it was Alison’s. We were both so nervous just to try out, let alone the contact aspect of the sport. We probably told each other that we were not going to go to the try out about five times because we were scared about the sport and trying out for a team as a grade nine. However we both forced each other into going to the tryouts, and we decided that if we did not like the sport then we would
Today I am talking about how my best friend and I met. My best friend’s name is Sydney Rott. The story of how we met is a cliché but I am going to explain it anyway. We didn't know each other up until my Sophomore year and her Junior year. I decided I wanted to go out for the tennis team, even though I have never really played before, I still decided to join. Sydney was the number one player for the Harrisburg Tennis Team. I thought that she was a brat when I first met her, but as time went on I started to like her.
Basically best friends. We would Facetime and message each other every day. Time flies by and it’s 8th grade. Everyone had already formed their cliques. Hannah and I weren’t in the same clique, and didn’t sit at the same table. Hannah wasn’t very popular and hung out with the “lame people.” I encouraged Hannah to sit with me. My friends were absolutely rude and mean about it at first, but then they got to know her and she felt like she belonged. I felt overjoyed for her. One day, something terrible had happened in math class. These two kids named Joey and Peter who were popular jocks, called this girl named Brianna ugly. It was because Brianna stood up for this kid named Eric, who was being bullied by them. Hannah told them that it wasn’t nice. Then they continually called her loser and dumb until she started crying. Hannah went up to me and I asked her what was wrong. She told me what had happened, and I felt so anxious. What I was going to do took guts. I marched over with my friend Adaora. “Stop it! Bullying isn’t okay! Shut up!”“Yeah, cut it out. It’s not cool. You’re hurting her feelings.”, Adaora said. They then stopped and were quiet the whole class period. Hannah was about to leave school, but I told her that I was always going to be there for her, no matter what happens. I felt courageous. It beyond doubt made our friendship so much stronger knowing that we would always be there for each
12 years ago, Gina and I had first met at a fateful Daisy Scout meeting—but 7th grade was when we ecstatically joined the photography club and bonded over photoshoots of the snowy soccer field, daisy bouquets, and the town’s architecture. Freshman year, she persuaded me to join the tennis team with her, and from the experience, I've grown to love the sport and even make friends at Shelton. Finally, in our shared classes like APUSH, we had a blast recording an 80s mixtape for our final exam project. Our friendship is symbiotic—I teach her trickier concepts while she pushes me to loosen up and say what’s on my mind. Before junior year when I moved to a different town and high school, we promised to stay close and meet up every month. Although
The school was on vacation, so after the school’s vacation was over, my sister’s and I went to school. I went to Houlton Elementary School because I was in 2nd grade. On my first day of school, I had made my first actual friend, her name was Mia. We became friends because the teacher told us to do a timeline project of our lifetime, and I started crying because I missed my family, so Mia told me everything would be alright . We had started hanging out with each other after that, I found out that similar lives. We both had three dogs, two older sisters, and we are the youngest. We have been friends ever since
8th grade was the best summer I’ve ever had. I was so happy because I was able to finally had a group of friends. It all started in Alpena, in May. My friend Breanna and I had gotten into numerous altercations and stopped being friends for a long time. Breanna messaged me and I decided that we should go get some ice cream. It turns out she wanted to say sorry for how she was acting. To this day, I consider her my best friend. Breanna and I reconciled in May and haven’t stopped being friends since. Earlier that year, I had met my friend Alyssa. She was basically like me, loud, crazy, cool, and didn’t care about others opinions on her. This is what basically bonded us. Breanna and I and Alyssa had hung out for a month, and we became the bestest
To begin, I met Oniqa about 5 years ago during my freshman year of high school. It was our first class of Physical Education in the gym playing volleyball. After some instructions from our teacher broke the class up into partners, and surprise my partner was Oniqa. Both of us were extremely shy, quiet, and didn’t talk much during the 45 minutes we spent hitting a ball back and forth. Luckily our friendship didn’t with second period PE. With time we became good friends. In reality, the first day we met wasn’t the start to the typical friendship. Looking back, we were an unlikely pairing that without realizing it had many similarities and experiences. Despite our somewhat awkward first encounter, the following years spent getting to know each other better I learned she was a lot more than a shy girl in my PE class.
By eighth grade, I managed to bring her into the group of friends I was in and by that time we had formed a true friendship bond that we knew, or somewhat thought, would last forever. She had become my best friend, the main person I could count on to be there for me through the good and bad times. No matter what anyone would say about us, we stuck by each other’s side. We made the best out of our eighth-grade year. When it was time to get ready for high school, we both decided to apply for Townview Magnet Center. I applied for Business and she applied for Health and Professions. The biggest joy of all was to find out we had both been accepted there and could go together.
Jillian and I had been the best of friends for almost five years. We did everything together: having Bible studies, going to the pool together, and generally amusing ourselves with the usual innocent pastimes. However, we had been drifting
I have known [Name Omitted] for ten years. We went to the same summer day camp when we were in elementary school and I connected with [Name Omitted] because we had similar interests. We spent hours at camp discussing and playing every sport from baseball to kickball. This is where our friendship began and it has continued through high school.
I was shy and she was a ball of curls and energy, she floated through the room exploring everything in her path. We were inseparable from that point on, I guess opposites do attract. In 6th grade, Shannon Huff’s family moved from Wyoming while her dad took care of her dying grandmother. They decided to stay after she passed. Shannon was quiet like me. We got along very well because of our pessimistic attitudes. Brooklyn Jones was the last to join our group. Lily was her self-assigned tour guide when she noticed Brooklyn’s panicking expression wandering through school. My friends are a handful and exhausting, but they are the best of friends that I could have ever asked
We all fear the idea of being alone, of not having anyone to rely on. According to Plato, this fear is a very vivid reality for anyone living in a tyranny due to the selfishness and isolation that is produced. De Waal correctly modifies Plato’s theory that tyranny isolates citizens by looking at alliances as well as gender dynamics.
Have you ever had the feeling like someone knows you better than yourself? Frequently surrounded by so-called friends or acquaintances, as I like to call them, where a connection between people is little to nonexistent. Whereas having a true friend is someone who's there for you no matter what, for the marvelous and the dreadful. It’s theses kind of true friends that will have one’s back, they are loyal, trustworthy, and a valuable person to have in anyone’s life. To better understand what the word friend, it’s important to know the history. To begin with, it derives from Middle English the word friend means love, attachment, and feeling that of a relative. First notably used in the twelfth century.
Friends are the greatest things one can have. They make you happy, allow you to feel wanted in the community, and of course, keep you company. There are so many kids who attend our school; so many social groups. Some that may seem particularly different from others. All friends, in some kind of way communicate with one another; they talk. I know there’s always some kind of gossip nearly every group of friends talk about. Whether it be about a rumor, about a girl, and so on. Secrets spread around like wildfire, and you never know when you can trust someone. People are destroyed by these rumors. I’ve literally seen a girl go back and forth through friend groups and get verbally bullied by the heartless things people have said about her. Nobody should experience that no matter what someone’s heard her say about others. I know CSS is better than this. I know because this is where I made lifelong friends, ones who I know are kind at heart but then can choose to be mean in person. I’m always one for second chances. People are able to change, and at heart all people really are benevolent. Doesn’t everyone deserve a second chance? The same girl who got neglected, I will always be friend her no matter what. I will support her through her rough times and will genuinely do everything to support her. Now if I can do that, even though I know she’s said some mean things about me, why can’t everyone? You don’t ever have to be particularly best friends with anyone, but in this school,
It was our first day of grade 7 when we officially met. We had both been attending HSC for several years and knew of each other, but never would we have fathomed the idea of such a life altering friendship. We were two people with opposite interests, and in typical fashion you magnetize to those who share similar passions with you as it’s easier to relate to one another. Defying this typical stereotype, we were like a scientific equation together. She was the negative charge and I was the positive charge, always bound to attract. However, the more and more we got to know each other the more we became interested in one another's passions. Over the course of the 3 years, I had convinced her to get involved in sports teams and play soccer, and she had gotten me to do jazz band. Our willingness to accommodate for each other is what made our friendship such a defying law of science. Our opposite charges started to turn into the same charge as we discovered how much we had in common. Instead of us repelling we became closer and closer. That is why those 3 years of friendship were so memorable, and why on my first week of summer break my world flipped upside down.
We meet new people in unexpected ways, and places. I can never forget the first day I met Zandra, who I consider my first best friend from my childhood. I was a shy fifth grader who didn’t had many friends. The new kid on the block, I knew no one. I was walking home from school when Zandra approached me, and said “You live on the 4th floor of our building right, Do you want to hang out.” I was a little surprised, because she was the total opposite of me back then. That afternoon we played on the sidewalk until our parents called us in for dinner, and we continue to hanged out many more afternoons after that. I knew we would become inseparable. That whole two years because I went to the seventh grade, she taught me how to ride a bike properly, we went on our first vacation trip, we spent our first Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New year’s with each other families It was the first time I felt like I had someone who I can called my best friend.