My First Day Of My Best Friend In My Life

Leslie Chavez has been my close friend for 10 years ever since kindergarten we live so close to each other that even if we wanted to we wouldn’t be able to get rid of each other. It all started the first day of kindergarten when a little girl named Leslie I hated her she would always stole my pencil with my great luck she was my cubbie buddy, now we learned to like each other, our arguments have brought us together because we were so honest to each other. Leslie now has always been there when I needed her, once I ran away and dashed to her house in first grade. Leslie and I have been so close that she has been there to clean up by throw up and let me borrow clothes. Leslie and I are obviously going to still being friends after high school

Today I am talking about how my best friend and I met. My best friend’s name is Sydney Rott. The story of how we met is a cliché but I am going to explain it anyway. We didn't know each other up until my Sophomore year and her Junior year. I decided I wanted to go out for the tennis team, even though I have never really played before, I still decided to join. Sydney was the number one player for the Harrisburg Tennis Team. I thought that she was a brat when I first met her, but as time went on I started to like her.

After socializing with her after a period of time. Our conversations got more intense. We then started talking about life situations, and our futures,

I was sitting in the back of the taxi in Ukraine. The car moved and I began to see the one I love fade into the gray night fog. I will never forget the feeling I had during that moment. Like something was being ripped from my heart - a moment of great despair as I leave both my family and my country.

It all started when I was the new girl in sixth grade at Thomas Jefferson Middle School. It was the third day when I first came in and I didn't know anybody. I had math in 8th period and I sat next to Becca. The first time I talked to her is when I needed a pencil and asked her to borrow one. It was really awkward at first because we didn't know each other and we were both really shy. Later, me and Becca started talking a little more everyday from “This class is boring” to “Sit next to me at lunch”. After me and Becca started talking more we started to realize we have almost every class together. We then started to partner up when we could for partner projects. Then we were pretty much good friends

When I was a kid, a girl lived next door to me. She was beautiful, graceful, and overall a kind person. Her name was Riley. I remember the times where I hung out with her. She was a cool girl who didn’t mind a boy hanging around with her. We often spent our time swinging on a rope in the park and playing tag. In time, I felt… attached to her. I wanted to tell her this. However, something happened.

Marisa is a girl who speaks her mind, she isn’t afraid to express how she feels or what she thinks. Marisa came into my life during the second semester of freshman year. To me she was just a stranger, but who knew she would become a very important part of my life. Marisa approached me one evening during lunch, I was sitting at the cafeteria, and maybe she felt bad for me, maybe she thought to herself “Poor girl”, so she went up to me, and our friendship took off from there. Marisa always gives that daily dose of sarcasm. She is the life of the party. I can basically tell her anything, she always gives me that inspirational advice. She helps

Second period had just ended and you would see students walking out to the field. Taking it easy I approached the end of the ramp, I took a look around and I saw the many small cliques. I heard a faint voice call my name so I turned to see who it was. A teacher. She looked at me and signaled to come over. She had told me to talk to young girl who was by herself, just like me. I sat down next to her, we were both silent. I decided to break the ice and ask her a few questions and she asked some in return. We had some form of a conversation, and because of that we became friends. Best friends. I never knew that it was that easy, and soon after that our friendship circle became a lot bigger. I was able to laugh and smile just like how I saw the other students on the first day of school. I was able to come to school and enjoy it. When I was young I always thought that I would be attending Mira Mesa High School, I never had imagined graduating at High Tech High North County, until

12 years ago, Gina and I had first met at a fateful Daisy Scout meeting—but 7th grade was when we ecstatically joined the photography club and bonded over photoshoots of the snowy soccer field, daisy bouquets, and the town’s architecture. Freshman year, she persuaded me to join the tennis team with her, and from the experience, I've grown to love the sport and even make friends at Shelton. Finally, in our shared classes like APUSH, we had a blast recording an 80s mixtape for our final exam project. Our friendship is symbiotic—I teach her trickier concepts while she pushes me to loosen up and say what’s on my mind. Before junior year when I moved to a different town and high school, we promised to stay close and meet up every month. Although

I've know Ingrid for two years, she's been my best friend ever since. The first day I met her was on October 25, my mom told me we were going to go visit a church, just to go check it out. When I got there I saw so many new faces, I thought it was going to be terrible. Then a few days passed and we kept going to that church. Ingrid came up to me one day and said hi. We started talking and after a while we were having sleepover and hanging out all the time. I was there for her 13th birthday. She had a party at the church and we played video games and we went to go see, " The Maze Runner." She has two little sisters, and two brothers. She hasn't met one of her brothers because he doesn't live in the U.S. Mine.

I knew her for less than a year, but in that short time we got to know each other as well as if we had been friends for our entire lives. I met Anna Rondeau* at a private online high school where we were both taking a few courses. With long, sleek, chestnut hair and mischievously twinkling eyes, Anna was one of the most fun-loving girls I knew. Everyone loved her for her blunt honesty, entertaining personality, sharp wit, and charming southern mannerisms. Oddly enough, our best friends shared the same first name and both Anna and I wanted to be the same thing when we grew up. To listen to us banter over both the most serious and trivial of matters, it would have been difficult for someone who didn’t know to guess that we lived over a thousand

To begin, I met Oniqa about 5 years ago during my freshman year of high school. It was our first class of Physical Education in the gym playing volleyball. After some instructions from our teacher broke the class up into partners, and surprise my partner was Oniqa. Both of us were extremely shy, quiet, and didn’t talk much during the 45 minutes we spent hitting a ball back and forth. Luckily our friendship didn’t with second period PE. With time we became good friends. In reality, the first day we met wasn’t the start to the typical friendship. Looking back, we were an unlikely pairing that without realizing it had many similarities and experiences. Despite our somewhat awkward first encounter, the following years spent getting to know each other better I learned she was a lot more than a shy girl in my PE class.

We were in 9th grade, sitting in 7th period math. The lights were off and we were working on our notebooks when our teacher Miss Jones made us talk to the person next to us. From the moment we said hello the birth of the friend ship of me and Hannah Schuck. We had almost every period together and I’m so thankful for that. Hannah started talking and became friends right away. We liked a lot of the same things and had a lot of things in common.

When I was in first grade I had no friends. I moved a lot so it was hard to make friends because every time I made one I ended up moving. I just moved from New Hampshire to Maine. It was my first day of school. I was sitting all alone when this girl named Amaya came up to me. she asked why I was sitting all alone. I was really shy when I was younger so I didn't reply to her. I just kept looking at her scared to say anything, because she was the first person other than the teacher that talk to me at school that day. she could already tell I was shy and she felt so so bad so she moved next to me. I was scared and surprised to see her talking to me. I didn't think she was going to move next to me because she just said it but I thought

It wasn’t until the morning of Saturday, May 21, 2016 that I realized what the true feeling of unconditional love was. The moment a parent looks into his or her child’s eyes there is just so much love it’s unbelievable. People think they know what love is when they love a significant other, family member, or a close friend; however, that love is nothing compared to the love a parent experiences the day his or her child is born. That is the love I felt the moment I placed my beautiful baby boy on my chest.