My Best Friend

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.

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.

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.

Aletha C. Middleton once stated, “God picks the perfect flowers and lets the others grow, He takes the sweetest blossoms for they are ready to go.” My best friend, Stephanie Elysse Inman, suddenly and unexpectedly passed away on Friday, October 28th, at 11:48AM. Not a day goes by that Stephanie is not on my mind. Her death has taught me many life lessons, but the most important lesson was to live each day to the fullest.

Hey love I just wanted to send you this to tell you how much you mean to me and how blessed I am to have someone like you in my life. I think you deserve the world, yet I don't think you always see that. But I want you to know, I often find my own self wondering what I did to deserve you. I can't thank god enough for placing you in my life. Who would've thought that such a small act would lead to something as magical and fantastic as our friendship. I say this so much but you don't understand how happy I am when it comes to you, I hope you know that I love you no matter what, I will never let you go that’s a promise I will keep forever. You’re that person who if someone had you in their life before then they can't live without you. There's just something about you that's so special and I know i'm not the only one who sees it.

It was pouring with rain, the soggy banners were peeling off the wall and the flags were hanging limply from the lamp-post above us but I had never felt happier. “Hi I’m Sophie, I just moved here. Will you be my friend?” Five-year old me asked, smiling earnestly at the marching girl I had ran up to. As the parade stopped at a traffic light, she grasped my hand. “Let’s be best friends!” She said. So we were, for seven years. Although I would hang on the words of people at school, willing them to like me, every evening I would hop round to hers. There I was happy, I felt safe. It was calming to me, to have an escape from the people my age who were growing up to fast in my mind. We stayed very close until I reached primary 7 and realised that soon I would be in high school – and alone. That terrified me.

To speak two different languages is such a powerful trait to have. One of my best friends is bilingual and she amazes me. Her name is Evelyn and I met her four years ago. I was eleven when we first met and she was ten. She lives in Montevideo, Uruguay. I made the long and dreadful trip back there when I was thirteen. It was like a big happy family reunion. I went back again just a month ago, this time being fifteen years old. In an odd way, it feels like we have grown up together. Getting to visit her, her inspiring family, and amazing church has been one of the most encouraging things in my life.

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 friend. Leah would have loved this I thought. Leah was a tall, 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 ill 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.

Bang! I woke up to the sound of the garbage man slamming the heavy garbage can to the ground. Every Saturday I woke up to that same sound except this Saturday was a special one. It’s the day I had been waiting for, for about two months, now my trip to Madagascar! I was fortunate enough to be going for fourteen spectacular days with my best friend Colin. Colin had been my best friend for as long as I can remember. I had made so many great memories with him and I can’t wait to make more. He is the definition of a perfect friend with his funny and outgoing personality. We were staying at this premium all inclusive resort, which had endless fresh caught shrimp and squeezed tropical juices! Colin had always rambled about wanting to go somewhere exotic so we decided to explore a part of the world we had never seen for our Christmas break. Also it was a nice bonus to get away from the windy city of Chicago which was starting to get colder in the winter months. I heard a knock on my door and rushed down the stairs of my apartment. I could see Colin’s broad and short figure through the frosted glass of my door. He came in and we feasted on some Cheerios and fruit, It was going to be a very long flight from Chicago to Madagascar and we didn’t want to be hungry on the plane. The adrenaline rushing through his body was evident to me. Oh, I forgot to mention we were taking Colin’s parent’s private jet. The clock read nine-thirty and our flight took off at eleven so we decided to pack

To speak two different languages is such a impressive trait to have. One of my best friends is bilingual and she amazes me. Her name is Evelyn and I met her four years ago. I was eleven when we first met and she was ten. She lives in Montevideo, Uruguay. I made the long and dreadful trip back there when I was thirteen. It was like a gigantic family reunion. I went back again just a month ago, this time being fifteen years old. In an peculiar way, it feels like we have grown up together. Getting to visit her, her inspiring family, and prodigious church has been one of the most encouraging things in my life.

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.

Everyone knows that person that is out of the ordinary. The type of person that makes sure every moment is special in a creative way. That person for me was Drew. He was my closest friend in high school. Someone I always wanted to be around and spend time with. If I had the time, I would be with him. Drew always knew how to put a smile on someone's face (especially mine). If I was upset, I knew he was the person to call. I always saw Drew as my best friend and nothing more. That slowly started to change as time went on. Drew was two years older than I was. He had to make decisions faster than I did. Decisions like where to after graduation and who to take to prom. We always joked about the "what if's" like if we dated or if we went to prom together; but never actually thought it would become a real thing.

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

Just think, in the whole entire universe, there is only one person that is exactly like you, and that is you. There is no one that can compare to you. This is the story of me, the only Kayla Webster in the universe, and some of my background. I was named after my mom’s favorite gentle little girl at the daycare she worked at when she was younger. This little girl named Kayla had deep brown eyes and dark brown hair. When my mom saw her, she instantly wanted her child to look like that. She loved the name Kayla because she thought is was unique. The day I came into the world, I was instantly named Kayla. To this day I’ve always had brown eyes and dark brown hair. The name Kayla means “keeper of the keys” which translates to pure. My last name, Webster, is an English name and means weaver.