My Best Friend Essay

She giggled. “I know he likes me. I wish he would just ask me out alread-”

I wasn’t a fool, I had loved a few men before Aroth, if it could even be called that in comparison. The thing that surprised me most was our first kiss. With others, kissing had felt nearly draining, like I was pouring myself into the other person. With Aroth… it was entirely different. It was strength fusing with strength. I could feel the power and a little something extra, seeping into my bones. His kiss did not drain, it ignited fires and tested boundaries

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.

Jade, Samantha, Mason, and I were walking down Creep Street thinking of a way to get to the next neighborhood in less than fifteen minutes so we could get more Halloween candy. Jade is my best friend. We’ve known each other since kindergarten. Mason and I met each other at school last year while being office assistants. I met Samantha in P.E. at school last year. Out of the three of my friends, I'm closest to Jade because we’ve known each other for a long time.

I always remember her as my best friend. The girl that would run through the woods with me, whether the day was scorching hot or the ground was frozen under our feet. Building forts with the dried sticks of juniper trees, or hiking around on the 9+ acres of my family land. I can remember how the grass would blow in the middle of a hot day and make the golden grass blow around. The way it would make the grass bow over, and the rustling of the leaves and the way they sounded as they rubbed together. We would do everything with each other. She was the brunet that ever blond friend wishes they had. Her, her brothers and I would spend hours on top of hours outside, or finding some river to swim in.

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 been one year, can you even believe it? Time really does fly when you’re having fun, and my life with you in it has been nothing short of fun. There are so many things I want to say, but not enough words to express the appreciation I have for you. We’ve been through a lot in this past year. We have enjoyed the ups and endured the downs, but the greatest part of it all is we did it together. We both know our friendship is more than any other friendship you see in the world. Ours is truly special. We are not just best friends, we are sisters. I remember when we were just starting out in this amazing journey how I was insecure and afraid that our friendship would end up like my other past friendships. Me getting left. It never failed you were always there to reassure me I had nothing to worry about. We are sisters, and I’ll never forget the moment where you explained to me what that meant to you. You said this,

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.

“We just need to go into town and ask if there is any near by cliffs.” Then she quickly adds, “Without sounding like we want to jump off it!”

“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.

I have a friend named Stacey. She is one of the kindest persons I have ever known. Moreover, she is generous, patient and possesses a magnificent sense of humor. 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. 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 was laying in my comfortable, warm bed surrounded by my favorite toys and my dog, Sadie. Sadie, a beautiful german shepherd dog, was my best friend. She helped me through the hard times and kept me entertained during the boring times. I shouted over to Sadie, “Sadie are you ready for lunch? ”As soon as Sadie heard the word lunch, she rushed down the stairs, her tail swayed from side to side hitting everything in her path.

As I sat in my sixth grade English class, laughing and talking, I noticed that another student was making fun of one of my best friends. Ryan had always hung out with girls, and it took about five minutes after meeting him for me to declare that we would be best friends forever. Ryan was the opposite of me; he was easily intimidated because he was small and mostly because he was kind, unlike most of the middle school population. He didn’t want to be different, but he was. He wanted to fit in, but he couldn’t. I think that’s why we became so close, with my head of frizzy curls and my shocking height for a sixth grade girl of 5’3, neither of us had found our place, so we made our place within each other.

The first day of Sophomore year I was sitting in my E period English class and a guy walked in and completely overwhelmed me. I saw an athletic, popular boy treat me as if I were any of his friends. He acted like we were best friends the very first time we spoke. That day was the day I met someone that will hopefully continue to be my best friend for the rest of my life.