My Best Friend

It was starting from one month ago. I played basketball with my best friend and I also know he is better than me. Yeah, I’m jealous of him so I pushed him to think he hurts his ankle, I know I did wrong but I just felt that he was so cocky, I didn’t say sorry. I didn’t want to say sorry.

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.

My dog Murphy, who was seven years old, was like my best friend. He was always at my side since day one. He was a loving, fun, and comforting dog. Murphy was super protective of me and would always try to get someone’s attention when he thought I needed help. I never knew a dog was capable of doing that, but he could. Murphy was literally the best dog in the world. Anytime I was sad, he knew. To cheer me up, I got his slobbery kisses to the point where my face was gone at the end! I always saw a long life planned ahead for him. I expected him to live till he was twelve, like most dogs, but that wasn’t the case.

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.

As growing up as a child, we have seen friends come and go. According to “Can Music Be a Bad Influence to Kids & Teens” by Amy Morin society for kids has been changing dramatically generation after generation Due to normal everyday activities. As a close friend of mine we used to go over to each other's house and hang out together. Now he has changed drastically from being an innocent child to being a huge rebel, and dropping out of school. Society has a huge part to blame for children growing up doing activity they are not supposed to, because there is so many television programs and music records that give a bad impact toward children and young teens.

My two best friends are the two dogs my family has had over the years, one after the other. Both were Old English Sheepdogs; Wendall, the “Lord of Charlestown” was our second dog in Boston and the one that made the biggest impact on the men and women stationed there. Higgins, our most recently adopted brother, was brought in by my father to soothe my mother’s broken heart over the loss of her furriest son, and now gets away with murder under my father’s lenient watch. My two best friends were also my two brothers. It may be odd, picking dogs as best friends, but I feel it works. They are always beside me, never say bad things, and are in a perpetual state of playtime and happiness. Both of them have been there for difficult times, and whenever I was sad or needed a hug there they were. They proved that dogs are man’s best friends.

Quiet, nothing comes out of my mouth as I watch my two best friends giggling with their so-called “new friend”. I watch as I stand next to my rusting faded blue locker squeaking as I shut it. Her blonde hair, tan skin, and short posture resembles mine as she walks down the cluttered 7th grade hallway. Jadyn, my friend joyfully runs to me with a delighted smile, it’s hard to miss her when she’s wearing her favorite bright neon green shirt. Her almond hair is all over her face from her voyage over to me while getting pushed around like a ball in a pinball machine. She then tells me in a ecstatic voice how Ali is going to be in my class. My heart drops as I stare into the emerald eyes of my best friend since kindergarten hoping it’s a joke. Of course she is in all of my classes I think as my hands sweat from nerves, my first day of 7th grade is already scary enough, I don’t want to deal with her too.

I hear footsteps coming closer from the white newly polished hall across the room. My hands are shaking, I’m sweating from my forehead down. I’m as nervous as I could and will ever be. Is school finally over, or is it a teacher coming to give us more work? Even worse is the principal coming? Hopefully, if I’m lucky it’s just a student coming back from the filthy, smelly, gross bathroom.

Last year, basketball district was the start of it all, but we had no idea. He was sitting there with my best friend, holding her hand but I couldn’t help but to look at him and smile. He was stunning, his smile, his personality, his looks, everything. His name was Jadon. He was so easy to talk to but what we didn’t know is that we would end up together.

Welcome family, friends, and fellow acquaintances to the celebration of life of Samantha Brown. Being the only sibling of Samantha, we were very close at a young age. She was my best friend. Samantha was born on September 12, 2000 on a Tuesday. She is the daughter of William Brown and Karla Brown. As a child she was a very colicky baby. Trust me, she was very annoying. My mother had to rock her to sleep every night. She was always kind of a drama queen.

I will never forget my beloved Lily. The way her eyes sparkled in the sunshine, how she made me smile, and feel, is a feeling that I will never be able to feel again for anyone else. She was the love of my life. I mean, I was 15 years old and I just knew that I wanted to marry her and nothing would ever change that. When I first met her, I knew that she was something special and this love would mean something. On the day we met, my best friend, Daniel, came to visit and introduced her to me and I will never forget that meeting.

In the winter of 8th grade, I began to disconnect from my friends, mainly my ‘best friend’. I didn’t have as much fondness of her as I would’ve had a few years ago. I didn’t laugh with her as much, and we didn’t hang out as often or even feel the need to. It was as if I didn’t want to be with her.

It was 1923 when a dog named Hachiko was adopted by Eizaburo Ueno. Hachiko would go to the train station everyday with Eizaburo, and come back to the train station when Eizaburo’s train would return. When Eizaburo died at work, Hachiko would still go to the train station everyday to wait for him. Hachiko died of old age, waiting at the trainstation for his master's return. The story of Hachiko is a story of true friendship between man and animal. It reminds me of the friendship I have with my cat, Sami. Sami is always there for me,she my family and my best friend.

Dear Julia, It’s Catherine and I don’t write that much to you because i’m either too lazy to type up something or that I’m just too dumb. For the most part this year I just wanna write little something for u to read, today or whenever ur feeling lost. So hopefully this works and if it doesn’t go get more chicken nuggets and coffee. It’s so amazing how everyday I wake up and realize to myself how am I so lucky to have three amazing people in my life. One of them I wanna talk about in this letter. When someone comes to your life and you expect nothing out of it but suddenly there right in front of you is everything you ever need. Now, I don’t know if you’re the type of person who would cry in letters or just be really happy for no reason at all. When the first day of work I never thought i would speak to and now you are my best friend. WOW. I can’t thank you enough for everything you have done to shape me into the person I am Today. I give you a lot of credit because you work hard for what you do and if people can’t see that then screw them, they aren’t those one who will have amazing future like you will. You don’t realize how much better my life has become and all because you came out of nowhere. I didn’t see u coming. Our friendship filled a hole in my life that I didn’t know existed. I wasn’t expecting you when God placed you in my life. Sometimes you meet people and you just know that you’re going to be good friends with and you and I just clicked like that. Thank you

She has been my best friend for as long as I could remember. Knowing her is a gift, or at least it was. It was hard imagining what I was going to do without her. What was I going to do when it was pouring down rain outside and all you can hear are these millions of bullets hitting the roof of the house? No one would ever amount to how we were together. We were the unstoppable duo, but unfortunately our time was limited.