My Best Friend

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.

The ability to see the humorous appeal in every situation is a rare quality not many of us have, but she undoubtedly has it. It’s a gloomy Sunday morning on the Upper West Side and as I arrive at our favorite diner, I see her through the glass window, sitting by herself while sipping on a cup of coffee. A wide smile appears across her face once she notices that I am looking at her. It’s my childhood best friend, Michelle Driscoll.

A best friend can mean different types of things to an individual. To me, they are your closest and most special friend you know. You do practically everything with them. Some think you can only have one best friend and some think you can have more than one like me; I have two, Anil and Rose. I’ve known Anil since the sixth grade, but he didn’t become my best friend until the ninth grade. We ironically disliked each other in middle school because his group thought I was annoying vice versa, so we never got to talk much then. In highschool, I didn’t know that many people, but Anil and I had art together and so we bonded there. After that, we became best friends. I’ve known Rose since the ninth grade. We met through Anil's friend Jordan and we all sat in a group together. We talked a little bit in the ninth grade, but didn’t know much about each other. A couple of months in we started to bond over the fact we were both in the same school band. Our friendship really started to grow after some of her closest friends betrayed her and left. We were in the same band for all four years of high school and all the trips we did brought us closer and closer eventually becoming best friends. Being best friends with the opposite sex is different from being friends with the same sex like doing activities, having an emotional connection, and even their personality.

During senior year of high school I never thought I would lose a best friend. I never knew how much pain I would feel or how much pain I would cause. This was the worst part of that whole year. Losing a friend can be for the bets or for the worst, but for me it was both. I am thankful I did not go down the bad path that my friend was going down, however, it still breaks my heart not having her as my best friend.

They say that dogs are a man’s best friend, while it’s true, man is also a dog’s best friend. Humans and dogs benefit from each other, one takes care of and nurtures while the other provides companionship and protection. I’ve always believed in this with dogs that have come into my life which is why I do my best to make sure they enjoy the most out of the life they have. To my dogs, I will always have been in their life since day one, but to me they will unfortunately only be in a small part of it. My dogs have been my best supporters and motivation to continue to carry on with my life when times are tough, because their life is about dedicating their love and attention to me so I would like to give that back to them as well.

He was my childhood best friend.Our friendship was above any other relationships.Nothing could disunite us not even our parents.We had different embodiment, but we had the same understanding and knowledge.We used to deceit to our parent to hang out frequently.We were ready to demise and assassinate anyone for particular, that’s what acquaintance do…We were kinda like that.And of course, we would sit with our best companion and not miss day to troll a teacher and make some pandemonium. And, yeah, of course, if he’s not coming to school, I am not going either.

I have this friend of mine that has turned into my sister and she is amazing. So this friend, her name is Hannah Byce and we met in seventh grade and I know it's cliche, but we just clicked we got along and had so much in common. Here we are in tenth grade and still going strong, but we've definitely had some bumps along the way but they've only made us stronger. When we started getting closer we began doing everything together and we still do. We both moved each other into our new houses. We have been on nine trips together, experienced about two big fights and got through them. Through the years we've changed friend groups three times, but we two have stuck together through transitions to each group. We had a bad few months last year, so we took a break for a month, but it was for the better and looking back on it we were both just being dumb and childish about the situation.

It was a warm, crisp day; with red and yellow leaves scattered down the path. I was alone, which isn't a surprise because I don't have many friends. Leah would have loved this I thought. Leah was a talll, blond haired, blue eyed girl with the brightest smile.Leah just happened to be my best and only true friend. You know what they say, every brunette needs a blonde best friend. Even though I didn't have much I had a loving family and a best friend, what else would I need. Our lives were perfect, until the morning of October 12. October 12, the day he showed up. He was a new kid named Gage. Gage was a junior just like us and had the first class of the day with Leah and I. We gave him a tour of the school and told him the basic new kid story. Ya know, if you need anything, just ask and i'll help, that kinda spill. Everything was normal, then Leah and Gage started hanging out more, just like we use to. As time went on they got closer and me and Leah got farther apart. I would sit with them at lunch, but that was basically it after Gage showed up. I was happy for her, she found someone who loved her for who she was.

Time really doesn’t heal; it just blurs things. It will never pull a cover over my best friends face or hide the fact that I hurt him in the worst way. Joseph was a quirky guy with thick, brown, curly hair who wore glasses that were too big for his face. His pants didn't fit him right, he always tucked in his shirts, and he smelled like fresh laundry.

Throughout my seventeen years of living my life there had been major issues that I didn’t think I would be able to get through. Dealing with all the enemies and troubled people I experienced in my lifetime already. One relationship I can say that was difficult and sometimes still is to maintain is my best friend Anna. Usually best friends would be similar, and that is why they are best friends from all the similarities. Anna and I are actually completely different people and that what made us stronger. From her being my opposite helped me to become the person I am today, which is being more wise , enthusiastic, and creative. Sometimes our opposites make us stronger than we were before.

One of my best friends in the whole world is my cousin Lindsey McNeely. She is my best friend because she is super nice, kind, helpful, and funny. Lindsey always helps me if I need it. She is also very helpful when we play volleyball. Because we are both on “A” team and we both play the same position. So she helps me if I am confused about where I am supposed to be or what I am supposed to do. When I am with Lindsey we like to play “Super Mario Bros”. We also like to ride Lindsey’s golf cart when we are at Lindsey’s house. Lindsey is the best friend anyone could ask for!

I can remember the day that I lost my best friend like it was yesterday. I remember getting the phone call from joseph's mom, Ms. Bennett.Joseph was her baby. Joseph and I had been best buds throughout all of high school and into our college days, both being accepted to the same university and rooming together, we always spent time with each other.

June 9, the day my best friend Abby, had gotten her first boyfriend. Don’t get me wrong, at the time I was more than happy for her but little did I know that this would change everything, and I mean everything. I can't pinpoint the exact reason that lead to our friendship ending but it all comes down to the fact that it no longer exists. You would expect me to tell about some big fight that ended our friendship and left us both in tears and regrets, because that how things are supposed to end. No, not ours; Ours ended much differently and for many different reasons.

It's kind of weird how one day you can be so happy that you feel like nothing could ever bring you down, and the next day you feel so depressed that you don't want to come out of your room. That's the way it was for me. One day I was playing basketball and going to youth group, the next I was laying in my room feeling sick.

I remember it like it was yesterday. Standing in front of the camera with a dirty white rag around my neck. Wearing the all-orange jumpsuit and the uncomfortable orange slippers. "Stand up straight and look forward." The only thing that was going through my head while the officer was instructing me as he took my mug shots was how everybody was going to know. "Now, turn to your right." Not only was I embarrassed but I was scared and I had this mega hatred towards my best friend.