My Best Friend Essay

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.

In losing my friends I made more that would also fade away. I managed to keep one friend threw it all, Hannah. Hannah is my best friend and if I had a best friend soul mate, she would be it. Once sophomore year came around I was finally getting on my feet until a friend of min committed suicide. His passing caused a corruption in the school because our dear friend did not get a moment of silence. It was traditional for a moment of silence for the passing of a student or teacher. Many students, including me, wrote letters to the office to express out anger. Our letters worked and he got the moment of silence he deserved. Half way through my sophomore year I moved to Oklahoma, and at first I was not a big fan. I made a few friends and got my classes set up, but I still was struggling with depression. I ended up getting emitted to a facility near Oklahoma City for a week. Time was so slow at the facility, but I learned important life lessons like coping skills and that you can’t help someone else when your glass is

Junior year was the year that I was elected at Konawaena High School's Student Body Corresponding Secretary and the junior class Vice President. With these two major responsibilities, I found it difficult to balance the duties of an officer, school assignments, and having a job. I found myself prioritizing my roles as an officer over my school work, which you can only imagine did not work out so well. Throughout the school year I realized that I almost became a zealot about student activities, and this is where things in my social life went wrong, or so I thought. Friends of mine since the very beginning starred to become nothing but familiar faces, and soon enough, nothing but memories. I then began looking at the priorities of my "friends" and the priorities that I had for myself. They did not seem to match up. I soon found myself with a new group of people on

Over the course of the year, I have opened up to so many new people. I decided to open up and invite a bunch of girls over to my house one night to have a girls night and watch movies. These girls and I now have been best friends ever since that night. This experience taught me that opening up and stepping out of my comfort zone was all I needed to enjoy my senior year. Of course I had a few friends before all of this, but now I believe I have found my true, forever friendships. Now I don’t have to worry about feeling alone in an emotional situation, because I will always have a group of people to go to during my hard

I was just the average 6th grader, only hung out with the same people, depending on that one friend group with no other back up friends incase something exactly like what my narrative is about, happened. Everything was going well, I was hanging out with my buddies almost every day whether it was a school day or a weekend; we were all having a blast. Then one day, it all changed. I went to

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.

Having friends when you are in middle school and younger are exciting to have, but when you get older you realize you don’t need friends to keep you happy. I had numerous amount of friends back then. When I finished 7th grade my mom decided it was best to move away from the city. It was so heartbreaking to hear that we were moving. It was the end of the world because we didn’t know anything about where we were moving to. All of our friends since we had in kindergarten were going to be gone.

I went through all of middle school having many friends; even though everyone was going through possibly the most awkward stage of life, there wasn’t a disconnect between all the cliques as there is now, in high school. Freshman year was basically the same as middle school, although everyone in the grade started dispersing into their own cliques, I had my main group of friends, and like every naïve freshman, I thought they were going to be there for my entire high school experience. I hadn’t reached the point where I realized that I was no longer in middle school yet, and then everything was completely different. Sophomore year came and a few people in my friend group left, maybe because they got a boyfriend or because they were on a different sports team and became closer to those players, but I hadn’t lost them entirely yet. But slowly I became distant from those friends. I noticed that by the end of

All the friends I had were expelled from school, and I was left alone. But overtime I made new friends, ones who actually cared about my future, instead of my reputation. Thanks to some unbelievable faculty and a few good friends and student reform program on-campus I was able to find a new version of myself. I started getting more involved with leadership positions at school, I joined new sports I’ve never tried before, and even won a scholarship for college from an art competition. My life was falling back into place, but after graduation I knew I had to be something better, if I want to survive

Fast forward to high school. My friend group is now down a few heads due to betrayal and people moving on. This is the time when we see which friendships really last through the toil of high school drama. In the end of our freshman year, we are down another head, but gain a few new ones. At this point, the feelings I had in elementary school are starting to resurface. I can see everyone pairing up right in front of me, leaving me with no one but myself. All of these friends I made who I thought I would be with forever are moving on to new friend groups, leaving me, once again, to fend for myself in the rain. It doesn't matter if it's kindergarten or sophomore year, for it seems I am eternally dammed to be

A few weeks after we first all got together, my grandfather died, causing a chain reaction in the family. I was always taught to be the strong one, as I was going to be needed in the future to be everyone’s rock, to make them happy in their times of need. Everyone always saw me as the unemotional one, I never cried, or got depressed. I would usually just sleep it off. When a family is broken apart by death, it changes a person. If everyone falls on me for help and assistance, who was I going to fall back to? I then remembered my friends, the ones who would stay by my side no matter what. I fell back to them and explained everything. They were there when I needed them most. They have changed me so much over the summer. I have become more social with people, and I have grown more as a person because of them. If it wasn’t for my friend group, I would have never found my

At the end of my junior year my best friend,Asher, graduated high school. I honestly had know idea how I was going to survive high school the following year without him. We took as many electives together as we could we always walked to class together and sat by each other at every assembly. We were basically inseparable so, of course, I was quite upset to see him leave high school while I still had another year to suffer through before I would be out. The last three weeks the rest of us had of school since the seniors got out early were more dull and boring than usual without Asher there.

When I first came to Spartanburg High School, I thought that everything would be the same as middle school. I figured that my friends and I would have the same classes, that we would always be friends. I even thought to myself that we could increase our group. Its freshman year, the first day, and I see one of my best guy friends talking

If not for our friends, where would we be? This one is a little more bit tricky to describe than some other topics in this essay. Some people have friends that are not good for them, and others have the best friends that they could imagine. I’ve been lucky enough to have 3 very close friends for quite awhile and I would dare to claim that they are in the best friends imaginable category. Some people don’t get that opportunity like I have. Without my friends, I would be a totally different person, and here is why. The thing that we have to realize about friendship is that to make friends, you have to have courage. Remember that first day of kindergarten when you didn’t know anyone out on the playground? Somehow, your five-year-old self found a way to build up enough courage to go talk to the little boy

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.