Essay on Friendship and Change

I'm sure you have not only heard, but also used the famous phrase "opposites attract." The statement stands true not only in physics and chemistry, but also in relationships and friendships. We tend to be attracted to people with personalities that differ from ours, so life would be more interesting, and desire the opposite of what we have. A perfect example of this, is Sula and Nel, best friends from Toni Morrison's novel, "Sula", where the conventional ideas of good and evil are turned upside down. The two girls are like opposite sides of a magnet, strongly attracted toward one another and useless when split apart. Life puts their friendship to the test by toying with love and sex, life and death, and good and evil, eventually

When Bryce Loski was seven years old, he moved into a new neighborhood. A little girl named Juli Baker lived across the street. She insisted on helping Bryce and his family move in but was a little too pushy and had muddy shoes and Bryce was immediately annoyed by her. Juli was constantly at the door wanting to play; Bryce's dad made many excuses for him for several weeks. Bryce started second grade, Juli Baker constantly pestered him, following him around at school, This went on til seventh grade, when Bryce's grandfather Chet Duncan moves in with the family. Chet finds Juli different, special, kind of girl who's hard to come across. there was this old sycamore tree that Juli loved to climb and no one ever understood why. One day, the

“How do we want to make you look? With that red hair, we can make you quite the temptress, but if you want to play that kind of thing down, we can work that out, too,” he said matter-of-factly.

Ashton was visiting for a weekend, it was only him. Calum had to stay back and look for Michael, as he had ran off again. I hugged Ashton and looked at him. Ashton got in my car and smiled. I hugged him tightly. “It’s been too long!” I yell and he laugs. “I like the hair, you changed it up a bit since the last time I saw you.” He greeted me, I smiled and shook my hair. I had dyed it blonde and brown. I decided I need a change. “How’s Tate?” Ashton looked at me while I was driving. “He’s on edge because of the baby, but he’s good. Brooklyn?” I smiled and he chuckled. “She’s 4 months,” It was all he needed to say. “You guys are having another fucking baby! Oh my gosh!” I squealed as my car came to a stop. Ashton blushed and felt my stomach. I felt her kicking. “Do you know yet?” He asked and I

Dinitia and I stayed in the pool all morning, splashing, practicing the backstroke and the butterfly. She flailed around in the water almost as much as I did. We stood on our hands and stuck our legs out of the water, did underwater twists, and played Marco Polo and chicken with the other kids. We climbed out to do cannonballs and watermelons off the side, making bug geyserlike splashes intended to drench as many people sitting poolside as possible. The blue water sparkled and churned white with foam (191).

We made tons of plans to build a life with one another. We knew the crazy wild and free days of us being young would eventually come to an end and we wanted to spend the rest of our lives together. We talked for hours, planning our lives together. How many children we would have, what we would name them, how our house would look, everything. it would all turn to nothing though.

In Sula, Toni Morrison questions what true friendship is by putting Nel Wright and Sula Peace’s friendship to the test. Morrison tests the phrase “opposites attract” in this novel. Nel and Sula have two different personalities yet they are able to compliment each other. They are opposites in the way that they relate to other people, and to the world around them. Nel is rational and balanced; she gets married and gives in to conformity and the town’s expectations. Sula is an irrational and transient character. She follows her immediate passions, completely care free of the feelings other people might have about her. To Nel, Sula’s return to Medallion is like “getting the use of an eye back, having a cataract

“The most terrible poverty is loneliness, and the feeling of being unloved.” as quoted by Mother Theresa of Calcutta. Although Lennie and George aren't materialistically rich, they are rich in the sense that they have each other. In the novel Of Mice and Men, John Steinbeck shows that friendship can be unlikely yet beneficial through the characters George and Lennie as they chase their dreams. Friendship is an important part of the book and helps the characters get through hard times while enjoying the good times.

She’s happily surprised when her brother, RUDY (20’s), shows up at her window. They run away together to head to the coast. Rudy tells her that there is someone they need to see and then they can have a fresh start. She questions where he has been the last four

I could hide in their Chicken Coop. Such fond memories but that is all they are. They are nothing but distant memories. The only reason he is leaving me is because I am nothing but a memory as well. I had died in the year 1955, it has been thirteen years since my death at age twenty-three. I do not think Jean will miss me as much as I miss him. I believe that he actually never loved me. Strange isn't it? Even after he thought I was cheating and began doubting our love, I had yet to stop loving him. Even after he, as well as Monica, killed me and used my insurance money to buy that ring, that they were getting betrothed with, I still love him. We went through so much just to be ripped apart by my best friend. After all, there is nothing more heart wrenching than the doubt of the ones who are supposed to love you the most. Jean's doubt and Monica's betrayal were and still are a poison that thrive off the failure of Jean and I's relationship. His doubt and her betrayal are the only two things that pieces my heart like a

“I only agreed to the date to get Mom off my back!” Nadia shouted into her phone, which was laying across on the dresser, bumping up and down as she marched to her closet. The phone vibrated with every step, making the response almost inaudible. It didn’t stop Nadia from trying to carry on the conversation anyway, her head halfway through a dress as she shouted at the phone on the other side of the room. “What do you think, Sophia?”

Imagine your sole confidante, childhood playmate, personal comedian and physiologist disclosing your secrets to a stranger. Unfortunately, this stranger happens to be the person who enforce a form of punishment for the actions that were once a secret. Furthermore, this confidante is considered your friend. Does an instance of this friend disclosing your secret of immoral activities to a person of authority violate the success of the friendship? In fact, this act is not a violation of the laws of friendship. The ideas of friendship are subjective, and thus where you might think your friend’s actions are unjust, your friend is actually looking out for your best interest and security. Also, a good friend would not desire

Do you have friends? Most likely, you answered yes, but I’m asking do you have “true friends”? I use quotes because my understanding of the general populous concludes me to believe people don’t have real honest, genuine, friends. These superficial friendships I speak of lead to a disastrous chaos, betrayal, and most importantly: a broken heart. Friends are those who look out for each other, those who will abort any personal objective for you at the drop of a hat. These aspects show a real friend, these aspects describe Rachel Stephenson.

“The two ladies, who had been intimate since childhood, reflected how little they knew each other”. This is how, author, Edith Wharton shows the relationship of two characters, Mrs. Ansley and Mrs. Slade, in the short story “Roman Fever.” These two women who are supposed to be friends, led envious lives of each other, and because of the way they lived they were very contrasting and conflicting characters. In the end, I believe Mrs. Slade was guiltier for her actions and in fact the whole incident would have never happened if it weren’t for her.

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.