My Best Friend Who Is It 's A Good, Challenging, Or Difficult One?

I went to school, except this time with a funny feeling, knowing this was the last time I would ever see any of them. All my friends and other family, I wouldn’t be seeing for a long time. Then the day came. We all woke up early that morning. My mom helped me and my brothers pack our bags and get ready for the flight. As a family we made our way to the airport with a drive that felt like it took a million years. Finally, we reached the airports and I was ready to collapse in a seat and go right to sleep.

It was the winter of 2009, my siblings and I went to go play in the snow. We went to the backyard, and in order to go to the backyard we had to jump the fence. We were having a great time; we made a snow fort, had a snowball fight, but when we were playing tag my brother tripped and twisted his ankle. We were going to take him back inside so we were about to leave but, he couldn’t climb over the fence and it was buried in the snow so we couldn’t move it. My friend Caleb, and his sister heard and we tried to move the fence together. Eventually they gave up, and went back home because their mom was calling them. Which made me kind of angry, but I realized that ninety five percent of friends don’t have that bond that family does. We stayed with

The apples is for when I was 5, and I started kindergarten at John Clarke Elementary School in the small town of Rockville, MN. I did not attend pre-school, so this was the first experience that I had will the school system. I was very excited and nervous to attend school, I loved being the only kid at home/daycare all day while all of my older siblings were in school. By this time, I had also grown a bit more shy, I was nervous about not having or being able to make friends, being as we lived in the country, and I wouldn’t really know anyone, where all the other kids all lived in the same neighborhoods, and attended preschool together already. Lucky for me kindergarten was only a half day long, and it wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be to make

I made new friends and went to the Magis Program every Saturday. I saw some friends ,but it was different now. I'm not in their lives anymore and they are not really in my life either. Pretty soon after, me and my friends stopped talking because we went to different school and life was different. I didn’t like it. I wanted to know what was happening in my old school and how everyone was doing. I was pretty sad and missed everyone. So school went by ,and me and my friends still saw each other ,but we weren’t as close as we were. So life went on 8th grade came and my decision came back. 8th grade year was fun I had made a lot of friends and a lot bonds with them. Some of the friends I made were going to go to St. Ignatius or St. Edwards or other private high schools. It was also my time to decide to which high school to go to. It was a hard decision so I delayed it. My friends from Magis also started talking to me again. They thought that I was still going to St. Ignatius. I was deciding whether to go Westlake High School or to go to Ignatius. I delayed the my decision until summer. So during 8th grade the whole 8th grade went to Washington D.C and I then realized that I didn’t to go to thru the same feeling again. So I told my old friends that Im sry one the last day of the Magis program before the summer camp

I went to Middle School in Knob Noster Missouri for half of Middle School, then moved in the middle of 6th grade. I started Middle School when I was 10, in 5th grade. It was unusual to start Middle School in 5th grade, but at the end of 4th grade, the school education board said that there wasn’t enough room in our elementary school, so they moved the 5th grade to the Middle School. We were the first 5th grade class to experience Middle School in the whole community. I felt older and cooler than all of the other 5th graders before me. When I came in on the first day of school, we made a time capsule and buried them in the supplies cabinet, instead of outside because it was against the rules to dig up school property. We brought in some things that were really important to us, and put them into a large pringle container. The neatest thing that we did was cut a piece of string as tall as us, then at the end of year we would do the same thing and see how much we had grown in that year. I had grown 1.5 inches that year. I was also the tallest in the class back then.

Throughout schooling, Ive had one authentic best friend, Rose, since middle school. Rose was like a bra, always there for support through the typical teenage drama to the enamoring of boys. We've crossed many paths including graduating together, but at some point in time one must go their own way,so we did. The internal change was beneficial as well as perturbing. I moved to Carrollton because my mom got a job at Tanner Hospital, which meant changing schools. Central was a bit different, I wasn't quite use to the rural setting yet, Rose was an individual that made me feel more at ease.It was an opening for trust, anticipated secrets, scoop of the school, and undiscovered journeys. Rose and I were about to become the Bonnie and Clyde of Central

Learning how to read and right I remember it like it was yesterday. I thought I would never be able to read and write as well as I wanted to do. I was homeschooled because I was on the gymnastics competition team, I was the youngest on there for a while. I used to train five to six hours a day, there for all the girls homeschooled but we all had to bring in our work on Friday to talk about what we had do and learned that week. I used to dread Fridays because I always felt behind because I was the youngest all the girls used to tell me that they were the same as me when they were my age. There was a teacher that came in on Fridays for English and math, she would always tell me I was fine, that I was at where I needed to be. My mom left the biggest

My best friends name is Naya Raelynn Lilly. She was born June 14th 1998. She is one of my favorite people to be with and have in my life. I met Naya the summer of 2006 when we moved into our new house in Georgia. That’s when my life changed. Everything I did she did, and everything she did I did. I was a gymnast since I was two and I wanted to continue with it. Naya never did gymnastics, but when she saw how much fun I had doing it she wanted to do it too. We went from webkinz to bikes and from bikes to cell phones. We were inseparable. The older we got the more adventures we had especially the ones we were not supposed to have. Those were the most fun. The best memory I think I have (that’s PG-13) is the time we snorted Kool-Aid. It was a

The school was on vacation, so after the school’s vacation was over, my sister’s and I went to school. I went to Houlton Elementary School because I was in 2nd grade. On my first day of school, I had made my first actual friend, her name was Mia. We became friends because the teacher told us to do a timeline project of our lifetime, and I started crying because I missed my family, so Mia told me everything would be alright . We had started hanging out with each other after that, I found out that similar lives. We both had three dogs, two older sisters, and we are the youngest. We have been friends ever since

When I was very young I met a boy, he would become my best friend in the entire world, we would be inseparable. I practically lived at his house, and he at mine, we would do everything together, until one day he moved away. His mom got a fancy job in Laguna Beach, Ca, so they packed up and moved 1,000 miles away. We would barely speak to each other for nearly a decade.

I chose to be a better person, although me and Breeanna did probably had 10 fights the whole year. We got to hang out more and went to math help together. I decided to bring her to church, It was 5th grade our last year in this school. Then I found out, about half way through the school year, I was moving, not to another house not even anywhere near by. I was moving to Hawaii. I told Breeanna and we decided to be pen-pals. We decided a great deal of things. None of them happened and things fell apart, She was still my best friend. The last time I saw her was at her baptism she gave me a necklace that said “A true friend reaches for your hand a touches your heart.”

There was another thing that was hurting me, and it was the sadness in my heart. He was my best friend, he felt like a brother to me. After that day when he left,I felt like my personality changed slightly. My attitude changed in a way where I needed to stand up for myself. Everybody bullied me and him. When he left I thought I was going to be the main target for everyone. One of them came up to me and they said they were going to beat me up. I said “no you will not, and I will tell the teacher,”. The kid looked at me scared and he left. Everything changed from that day

On June 18th 2006, I lost my cousin to a freak auto accident. The Papers read Auto accident claims local teen. The only thing I know was that childhood best friend was gone. I could never run up and hug her at the basketball game. I could never get to see or talk to her at the reunions or any other family get togethers.

It all started on hot summer day in the middle of June I was wanting to go swimming but there was no where we could go. So we ask my dad if there was anywhere we could go swimming. He said I could go swimming anywhere I wanted to go but I couldn’t go to Wildcat. After that my parents left going to Texarkana and my friend Konner ask me to come over and swim in the pond by his house. So my parents took me over to his house. Little did I know that on the day I was going to lose my best friend.

I remember one recess I nearly broke my fingers trying to write I will be quiet in class 50 times just to go out and play with the other kids. But because of my AdHd I failed and missed it. It almost killed my spirit to see everyone play and even kids that that had to do the same assignment were finishing before me. When Second grade came I had went to two schools. The first one was a catholic school that I hated and still hate now. They didn't have a cafeteria and most importantly they didn't have a playscape. They made me wear some stupid dress code that i wouldn't mind much today but back then I had a burning passion of furry against wearing the white collars and snap on ties that simulated the exact feeling of being slowly choked by an angry toddler. And if that wasn't enough, because it was a catholic school my teacher was a mean pric. It wasn't just her actions, it also was how she looked. I mean like I know that not everyone loves their job but emulating how much you don't like it doesn't help. Especially if your job is teaching a class of 2nd graders. But to top it off, we had to go to this boring church that was right next to the school and give money every time we