My Best Friend

She had been my best friend for a long time, so it was probably a good thing we only saw each other once or twice a month since she moved. That made it a little bit easier.

The world has your life as a mystery and a game. The wind blows by, and the winter air flushes against my face. At first, my heart was beating fast, thinking of unpredictable situations, looking for the way out of the forest. But, what have I done? I only remember when I was little, pretending to be a spy, capturing the unwelcome gentlemen, adventurous, curious, and peculiar. But, there was also my best friend Chris with me. Although, what could I have ever done to him? There were times that Chris and I would go on these adventures, where we would try to capture all of the money from these top spy ninjas. Chris and I used to be best friends and somehow driven into this extended argument that I wasn't even part of.

Never did the thought of being apart from my family cross my mind, especially the thought of being apart from my sister. However, the words did not hit me until two weeks later when I started missing my sister. To be on different sides of the world brought me what seemed to be an endless melancholia. We had fallen so deep into our daily routines of not seeing each other throughout the day because of our academic schedule, that seeing each other at night in our shared room became our special place. Our cocoon of shared laughs and late night studies. That cocoon soon became lonely once she left, I could only ever imagine how she must have felt, in what seemed to me worlds

But the day she moved I was crying but I had to get over it one day.When she got in the car to leave I gave her a hug and told her that I would miss her but she had to leave.Then she got in the car to go and as they passed i waved at her good by.

I moved away from my friends and town i grew up in. I thought that moving away well decrease my intelleges and well become a bad influence and depressed. I was already depressed since we started packing, but i tried so hard to hangout has much as possible, they even helped me pack things and get back into my house when i was locked out when my parents left without warning. I was also sad because i broke up with my girlfriend because i was moving, she didn't do long-distance relationships, she’d helped me smile and enjoy life, but it change now. All i say to her was bye and couldn't bare remembering but it was hard to forget something beautiful. My friend surprised me and cheered me up a little and then

But I have dealt with the same feelings that Penelope has felt of missing someone dearly. As over the summer, my ex-best friend and I ceased our friendship. Before the summer had started, she and I were as close as we could be. We had sleepovers almost every weekend and went on vacations together.

Last year I received the news that my best friend was moving. We have known each other for ten years. We got separated when high school started, we still texted each other frequently. She tried for a whole year to convince her parents to let her transfer to Senior. Finally one day, her mom agreed and her sophomore year she was able to attend Senior. We got lucky and even had a class together, my mom said there wasn’t much of a chance but we got lucky. We had second hour World History together and it was a blast. One day we were sitting in World History, right next to each other of course, when she turned to me and said "Jenna...I'm moving."

My closest friend of 6 years was moving to South America tomorrow. I’ve cried every single day since I found out, feeling the loss of her even though she wasn’t gone yet. Talia’s the only person I have ever been truly comfortable with, which is extremely significant as I have social anxiety. It feels like I’m losing my other half. These thoughts provoke tears, but I blink them away.

Before she moved away, she went to job corps to get her diploma sooner and at her own pace. She was in that program for maybe five to six months before she completed it. After she got done with that Emily moved to Oklahoma to start her life with her boyfriend. She has been there for almost a year now and it hasn’t gotten any easier. Even though we still talk to each other daily, it feels weird knowing that I can’t just go over to Emily’s place

When I was very young I met a boy, he would become my best friend in the entire world, we would be inseparable. I practically lived at his house, and he at mine, we would do everything together, until one day he moved away. His mom got a fancy job in Laguna Beach, Ca, so they packed up and moved 1,000 miles away. We would barely speak to each other for nearly a decade.

I’ve known this friend since elementary, that person meant the world to me. So when they told me they were leaving I was devastated, I was heartbroken to know that the person that meant the world to me was leaving and I would never be able to see them again. Till now we still keep in touch and talk on skype, but if I had a ticket that allowed me to go anywhere, I would choose to go to Pennsylvania without a doubt. If I went to go see them, the first I would want to go to with them

A strong friendship does not need to talk 24/7, but when we do it is like we were always there with each other. It was a frosty December evening in Flagstaff, Arizona, my best friend, Mercy and I were having a snowball fight in the clear white snow. We were giggling at each other for our gruesome aim. That day was our tenth year friendship anniversary, so we decided to take a road trip. Now a days, we do not always receive time to hang out, since we live three hours away from each other. Nevertheless Mercy lives in Yuma, Arizona and I live in Phoenix, Arizona.

Eventually as with everything I got used to the idea of her being gone and it wasn’t as painful anymore. We talked on the phone and texted, discussed TV shows and movies, I even visited her for her 17th birthday. Then one day I got the news. She was Pregnant, this time for real. I was overflowing with emotions: Happiness for her finally getting what she had always wanted, Sorrow at the life she was throwing away by having a baby at 17, Guilt for not being there to keep her impulses under control which had been my job for so long, Anger for her moving away and coming home pregnant.

I just dropped my best girlfriend at the airport. Along with all her necessary belongings and a one-way ticket to Panama, she is leaving a place she called home for the past 11 years, and taking the plunge to start a new chapter with the love of her life.

Do you have a really speachal person in your life, that you wanna see every day, but is just far away from were you live, well I do to, her name is, Jenifer, she is my older sister. Jenifer lives in Austin to go to collage there and live with her husband.