My Best Friend

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.

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.

My day got off the ground normally enough (1). I awoke from a normal night’s dream-filled sleep in my normal, ever-so-drab bedroom. I ate my normal breakfast of possibly burnt toast and bacon. I put on normal clothes that totally weren’t on the floor from the prior week.... I used normal toothpaste that left my breath fresh and minty. I found some normal, albeit dusty, socks, and tied my normal high tops in normal triple knots. I went to school on a normal dirty school bus with the normal annoying people doing their normal thing - studying, listening to music, reading, bullying others for their lunches, et cetera. I sat by my normal bus-friend, Ezra, who did the normal rant about his not-so-normal family life (32). I listened patiently, like a good, normal friend. School was even as normal as sophomore classes can get.

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.

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.

Eighth grade was my favorite year. Partly because it was easy, and partly because I had classes with my best friends—but it was mostly because it was where I met him.

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.

At the start of our sophomore year, everything seemed so promising. We were the closest we had ever been, and we had so many plans. I was getting my license, we were going to get to drive ourselves to snowflake, and we were going to be best friends all year. Within a few months, however, our harmony began to decline. She and I both began going down different paths. I missed her. I missed her a lot. I missed the times when we would do everything together, and I missed the times when we would walk to class together. I never thought those moments would come to an end but at least we were still friends. The end of sophomore year was an utter tragedy. Everything around me began to crumble as our friendship ended. I had been a terrible friend to her, and she couldn't deal with it anymore. I knew it was all my fault, but I acted like I didn’t care and like I had done nothing. Everything felt exceptionally sad all the time, but I knew I could live without her. I was wrong.

“Okay sissy, don't cry,” she pleaded. I knew the day was converging, but I tried not to think about it. She was my absolute best friend and I could not imagine living 1,300 miles away.

For many people their best friend may never be a person most times it is an animal of some sort. Almost fourteen years of my life I have had my best friend his name is Drake he is a black lab. The best thing that has ever happened in my life I don’t ever think that I will be able to find another one exactly like him. I had from the time I started school to just before senior year.

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.

Gorham, Maine, was a large town, surrounded by boring history from pilgrims and greasy pizzerias that stunk of moldy tomato sauce. I was in 4th grade, and I had a lot of friends. My best friend’s name was Christian, he would do every bad thing you could imagine from cussing out kids on the playground to getting in random fights. I’m not really sure how we became friends, but we did anyway. Even though the area where I grew up was rough. I liked it a lot. I had awesome friends and an awesome neighborhood were I was able to ride my bike everywhere and go down to the pond to catch some frogs. I had my mind set and I didn’t want to move. At the time I played multiple sports, and soccer was my favorite. I loved playing defense, and laying people out when they would come onto my side of the field. I also liked it because I started every game and was never subbed off. Anyway after a long day at school I would take the bus home with my only brother who was always annoying and frustrating because he never liked to try anything new. Like that time when we were at my grandmas house and he wouldn’t even try to eat a piece of salad. God he was frustrating, another time we went skiing and he was afraid of going down the hill. Everyday we entered Ms.Linda’s creeky, bacteria filled bus that was coated in sticky sugar juice from the other kids.

It is remarkable how much a single person can influence another's life. Since November 25, 2001 you have always been by my side and been there when I needed you. To this day you are still my largest role model and I still look up to you.

She’s 5’1”, thin, light brown curly hair, big, gorgeous brown eyes, a cute little button nose, and an unforgettable smile. A laugh that’ll chase away any storm you face. Her skin is golden and perfectly toned. My grandmother, my best friend, and my everything. My world. How devastated I was when she passed. I’ll never forget her.