My Best Friend

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.

Hi, I’m Harper. I’ve had a rough past. My mom left me as a baby so I live with my dad and grandma, I’ve been bullied as a younger kid because of my really big glasses but thank god for contacts. Enosch Is my best friend, he is 14 just like me. He’s a little taller than me and the weird thing is we could be siblings we look exactly alike. He has brown hair, I have brown hair. He has green eyes, I have green eyes. We’ve been friends ever since I moved here, which was about the beginning of the summer. It’s now a week into school and so far I really think I’ll like it here.

The first school that Adeline attends is the St.Joseph’s french convent school. Accordingly, Adeline first went there in kindergarten, where she was a day girl and earns medals for being special, leading her class. When she was eating dinner:

I was afraid of losing one of my best friends due to having feelings for someone I didn’t know that well for a while, but gradually got closer as we hung out nearly day over the summer for two years in a row. I ignored my feelings for a while and brushed it aside, until I decided to step up and confess. It didn’t change anything between us, which I’m thankful for. I eventually learned to just listen to my heart, regardless of what could happen. For better or for worse, I’m glad I did what I did. It made me realize that I could do more things that I had fear of, even if it doesn’t turn out good, only thing that matters is that it was worth a shot to try something new.

Ever since I was a little child, I had found that I matured a little faster than most people I knew. Yet, I still had many things to learn, just like the rest of my peers. Of course, I also had my share of tantrums and tears like most people. There was a point where I had to grow up even more than I had ever done before, and I remember quite vividly that it was during fifth grade. Fifth grade was the year where I had a lot of drama happen, and it was a time where I realized that friends may not always be what you would like them to be, nor will they always stay as the person you had first knew.

Dogs have been man’s best friend since the first humans domesticated and lived with wolves tens of thousands of years ago. They hunted, ate, lived, and slept side by side for millennia until the once terrifying wolves became the lovable labdogs we have today. My best friend is my dog, Chief, and I wouldn’t be who I am if not for him. Before we found Chief, we tried adopting another dog, but it didn’t work out. A year later we found chief and took him in. Though it took some time to adjust, Chief had become my most beloved family member and my life is incomplete without him in it.

For the longest time, as a child, I would pick up strays and care for them, I never had a dog of my own until I was gifted a dachshund when I was in middle school. Ever since then I can’t imagine my life without a dog, they are a lot of responsibility, but it is very much worth it if you love them and they love you. I raised that dog, who was named Chloe, along with another one my mother and her ex-husband gifted to me whom I named Bluey, for about 6 years. I would have raised them so much longer, but after my mother and her ex-husband separated, he either sold them or let them run away. I was devastated by this, at the time I had another addition to my weenie family, it was a puppy from one of Chloe and Bluey’s last litter, Rocky. He was the runt of

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.

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

It was November on the farm I remember because, I could feel the fresh, cool crisp wind on my face. All those dried up brown piles of leaves on the ground that my dad was picking up and putting into large black plastic bags. I was 8 years old when my mom brought home Arnold, he was this pink little thing. With little white hair all over his body and a curly tail, my very first pig. We would become best friend over the years, we played every day as he grew older into an adult. Taking rides were one of my favorite things to do on a dirt road that was just behind my house. I would hop on his dirty pink back, holding on to his thick pink ears my feet barely touching the ground. Sometime he would go so fast that I would fall off hitting elbows first, then the rest of my body would be thrown from Arnold. He would stop and stand there looking at me with his big brown eyes and long eyelashes like he was worried if I was hurt. Then when I would get up he would run off or wait for me to get on for another ride. All that love and attention that I had given him over the years affected him too, I was his best friend we became inseparable.

Most people grow up with that one best friend that they do everything with. I had that best friend her name is Emma; I have known Emma since we were both born. My dad and her mom went to high school together and have been friends since. I was a year older than Emma, but we made it work. As years went by we were finally in high school and she started to date my best guy friend, Brandon that I’ve known since 6th grade. Then this huge thing happened, and I had to decide of, never being friends with my best friend again, or try and work things out. I waited for her to apologize so that we could work things out. Unfortunately, that did not happen and we are no longer friends.

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.

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.

Best friends are very important to have in life. They are always there to lend a shoulder to cry on, a listening ear, or a helping hand. While they share these things in common, each one is different. For example, the two I have in my life have made provided me with contrasting pieces of themselves, thus making me who I am today. I am blessed to have them in my life because they are amazing people who love me unconditionally. My best friends, Taylor and Dakota, may differ in their personalities, home life, and common interest, but they are still both caring and dependable people.

I have always seen myself as a well-rounded person, but all that changed when I met one of my best friends in 11th grade. When I was growing up I grew up in up mostly in the city but lived in the suburbs. So I got the best of knowing how to fit in with the city kids and the suburban kids. In 11th grade one of my best friends moved away. We had one class together, but since he moved we had to change seats. I had to sit next to someone that came from a different “world” than I did. He grew up in the mountains while I was from the city. We had a Completely different style of dressing. Even our disposition and slang was different. When I first sat down I told him my name and stuck my hand out and he did the same. What I was used to was not a handshake, but to “dap” someone up while he went for a handshake gesture. In my head, I said “ me and him could not be more distant from each other ” and now that we are really amazing friends he told me he thought the same about me.