My Best Friend Essay

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.

“I was just thinking about going home,” she sighed. “I don’t want to lose you.”

I have a friend named Stacey, she is the most amazing friend anybody could ask for. 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. When we were in school I fell in front of the entire class everyone laughed but her, instead she helped me up and we have been inseparable ever since. 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.

Here I am, reminiscing on you, and proclaiming my ultimate love to you. I will always remember the delicate exterior you had, and here is a picture to remind us of you and me, before we had each other.

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.

I remember the first time I saw her. She seemed so happy, so sure of herself. That, I thought, is what I want to be a part of. To my luck we soon became friends and I tried so hard to not mess it up. I wanted to spend my time with her, I wanted her to spend time with me, I knew from the start that I wanted her to be my best friend. After talking for a little while and gaining her trust we did become closer, but not by much, and not by enough.

Asiah is one of my best friends she has brown hair, brown eyes, she's tall, and really kind and funny. The reason why I think she's funny is because one day all she did was just played pranks on me. She started out by just scaring me for no reason I just started laughing really loud. Asiah always liked joking around and being silly that’s how she always is. I remember one time she just gets up on the table and started dancing when we were listening to music in her kitchen it was hilarious. The best part was that she almost fell off the table onto me but I moved out of the way in time. We always play fight in her room when we get bored and have nothing to do. The first time I went to her house we jumped out of a window but it wasn’t that

There are always people coming in and out of your life. It happens. It cannot be helped. Usually people would brag and talk about their current best friend; however, I feel that I should talk about a former friend of mine. He was very special to me because he changed me into the person I am today, even though he is not in contact with me anymore.

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.

When you have a best friend, you notice the smallest things about them and what make them beautiful inside and out. They're little pet peeves and different faces they make to certain situations. In this situation, Emma Moesch is my best friend and i know pretty much everything about her. We spend so much time together that i can see these things and we have become the same person. We laugh the same and say the exact same words at the same time.. Everytime. To describe Emma will take awhile because she’s so unique and extravagant.

It was a sunny Sunday morning; the spring breeze was evident all around, the kind that says summer in on the way. My best friend called and offered to take me rock climbing up at Indian Hills, I was thrilled but timid. Waiting with anticipation I could hear the sound of his car coming, it was distinct in its own way because the muffler was on its last leg. He arrived in style, no not really. The paint of his car was peeling off and the smell of the exhaust filled the air with a horrible aroma. Every time I got in his car I felt embarrassed, but it was all right because he was the only one who could drive.

We all have someone or something that we love more than anything. For me, it was my dog, Madix. Madix was my best friend, he was the ray of sunshine in my life.

Growing up with not a lot of friends can be very tough. I remember the first true friend i had, was Brandon Payne. I met him in first grade since we rode the same bus, We were great friends. We sat next to each other during lunch, played together at recess, and we talked during class. A year went by and we were still the best of friends. Then one friday night in second grade he invited me over to house to spend the night. I was so excited! It was my first sleepover i have ever had and it was going to be the best time i ever had, i didn't know at the time i was going to regret coming over that day.

I haven't really done great things with my life but everytime somebody says I won't be able to do something I always prove them wrong.Ever since I was young I always was ahead of the kids my age only because I went through family problems at a young age and sometimes only I could take care of myself. Something that I accomplished and am proud of is that I stopped letting people take advantage of me.

When I first met Sarah, well, I wouldn't necessarily call it meeting Sarah, it was before a school dance. Someone had asked me to go to the Ursuline Academy (My school's sister school) semi-formal with them and it turned out that we were a part of a big group of people that would be going together. Sarah was a part of this group and was also set up with her date, whom she barely knew. There is a picture that we took as a group before going to the semi-formal that Sarah and I always laugh at. We did not know each other back then nor did we think we would see each other again after that night. Looking back, it is hilarious that both of us were there but we were completely ignorant towards each other's presence.