My Best Friends Big Day My best friend, Malory, and I have been best friends for twelve years. Malory was like the sister I never had. We did absolutely everything together; you very rarely spotted one of us without the other tagging along. Sadly, in March of 2014 my best friend was stolen from me. The thief’s name was Jordan. He practically swept her off her feet and took off running with her. When you were around them you couple almost feel the love in the room, and when they looked at each other you could see the sparkle in their eyes. On September 7th, 2015 they were on a trip to Fort Lee Virginia. They were out eating dinner and when dessert came out it was a slice of cake and a plate with the words “Will You Marry Me?”. Of course she said yes, but that was the day I realized I was going to have to give my best friend away to her better half. I could not believe we were planning a wedding; I could have sworn we were just two little blonde headed goofballs that swore that boys had cooties. It started to sink in the day she picked out her wedding dress. I was unable to go with her when she picked it out, but when I received a picture of her in the dress I cried like a baby. The dress was an off white, floor length lace gown that fit her like a glove. Not only did I cry because she looked beautiful, but because it was one step closer to the big day. Shortly after she picked out her gown she texted me asking if I would be her maid of honor. Even though I pretty much
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I remember it like it was yesterday. My best friend and I, TJ used to always hang out together. We would take walks in the woods, play cars, ride bikes, and sometimes even play hopscotch; things normal kids would do. People thought it was strange to have a boy best friend, but it didn’t matter to me. He was great company on lonely days, and never gossiped about anything. He was the type of friend you could always count on. Little did I know that TJ would soon be gone.
Have you ever had someone in your life who helped you figure out who you were? Someone who showed you the right path. Someone who was there right next you even if you did not take that path. Someone who always seemed to be right, but never held it against you when you were not. Someone whom without your life would most likely be entirely different. I have. Her name was Jessica.
Some people don’t even know or talk to their cousins. That is not the case for me, my cousin and I are best friends. We have been best friends since we were very young and she has been a very crucial part of my life. Our families lived down the road from each other for many years and we spent a lot of time together. We were inseparable and still are today.
When i was 14 i met someone who was quite older than me and very smart. Ever since then we have been so close and we have been best friends. After this day i knew there was always gonna be someone there at the end of the day that was there to listen to me and give me better advice than my friends could. Josh was way more then a best friend he was family he was like a older brother i never had, and so much more. He taught me to live life on the fly, by the second. He always knew that the next day, hour, or minute was never promised. But along with josh’s happiness and positivity came the bad days also the days josh needed someone to be there for him for a chance so he could have help with the problems that have been building up while he was pushing them aside to help others. He drank to help cope with the pain that his “demons” put him through. This was a bad choice on his part.. But we all have something that takes the pain away. We shared the same happy place the beach. We could stay there from when the sun came up to when she sun goes down and not have to say a word. I could tell josh was hurting for a while he quit coming around and he quit texting me and this wasn't like him. Come to find out he fell at work off a ladder because of his drinking and had broken his leg. He finally texted me and told me what happened and he said he was sorry. And my life changed in the blink of an eye.
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.
Raising my head from my book all I could focus on was him. The way he stared at his paper, his pencil flowing across the thinned lined paper. The sweat was now building on his forehead and I could see his light blue eyes every so often glance up at the clock. I was done within the first 20 minutes but now with 5 minutes left I could see he was really struggling. I sat there as the time wound down realizing that he would never look at me like the way I look at him.
I had blue eyes and dark blond hair, but I kept my hair buzzed pretty short.
There are always people coming in and out of your life. It happens. It cannot be helped. Usually people would brag and talk about their current best friend; however, I feel that I should talk about a former friend of mine. He was very special to me because he changed me into the person I am today, even though he is not in contact with me anymore.
The first day of Sophomore year I was sitting in my E period English class and a guy walked in and completely overwhelmed me. I saw an athletic, popular boy treat me as if I were any of his friends. He acted like we were best friends the very first time we spoke. That day was the day I met someone that will hopefully continue to be my best friend for the rest of my life.
When you have a best friend, you notice the smallest things about them and what make them beautiful inside and out. They're little pet peeves and different faces they make to certain situations. In this situation, Emma Moesch is my best friend and i know pretty much everything about her. We spend so much time together that i can see these things and we have become the same person. We laugh the same and say the exact same words at the same time.. Everytime. To describe Emma will take awhile because she’s so unique and extravagant.
Growing up in a military family, I never had a plethora of friends. I would make friends, develop relationships with them, and then pack up and move within the span of a year or two. I often found myself alone while others had strong, friendships with their peers that flourished and blossomed over the years. However, that all changed when I moved to California before my freshman year of high school and met the one person who changed me for the better – my best friend Rachel. Our friendship was instantaneous; she helped me grow as a person and I helped her as well. To this day, we are still best friends who continuously help each other strive for the best. This type of friendship is one of virtue - the type of friendship preached about by Aristotle in Nicomachean Ethics. My friendship with Rachel was one of the best, most genuine friendships I have ever had.
We all have someone or something that we love more than anything. For me, it was my dog, Madix. Madix was my best friend, he was the ray of sunshine in my life.
Growing up with not a lot of friends can be very tough. I remember the first true friend i had, was Brandon Payne. I met him in first grade since we rode the same bus, We were great friends. We sat next to each other during lunch, played together at recess, and we talked during class. A year went by and we were still the best of friends. Then one friday night in second grade he invited me over to house to spend the night. I was so excited! It was my first sleepover i have ever had and it was going to be the best time i ever had, i didn't know at the time i was going to regret coming over that day.
I haven't really done great things with my life but everytime somebody says I won't be able to do something I always prove them wrong.Ever since I was young I always was ahead of the kids my age only because I went through family problems at a young age and sometimes only I could take care of myself. Something that I accomplished and am proud of is that I stopped letting people take advantage of me.