My Friend : My Best Friend

Walking into Booth Middle School on the first day of seventh grade, all I wanted was a friend. I cared little about whether they would make an impact on my life; as a newcomer to Peachtree City, I was open to befriend anyone. Within the first week, I met Annabelle. I was so preoccupied with the excitement of having a new friend that I was unaware of how greatly she would impact not only my first day, first week, or first year of middle school, but how vastly she would affect my future.

It was a warm friday in the middle of June and Nora phillips just graduated. Nora is an 18 year old girl with long, silky, brown hair and bright blue eyes, a blue eyed beauty, her mother always called her when she was younger. She was tall and slim. She was considered perfect. Nora was adventurous, outgoing, creative, and loved everyone. She was said to always know how to make your day brighter. Her birthday was today, and she was about to move out from living with her parents. She loved her parents Karen and Bryce Phillips, but it was time for her to leave. She was going to college soon, and Nora was accepted into New York University. She was about to become an adult soon, and she was very excited. She had dreamed of college all her life,

I remember the day just like it was yesterday, the pale color and coldness of her skin. The sky was clear blue, soft, with a touch of red, and the trees seemed stiff in their bright green shade. The wind was blowing with its humid dry air. And All I could do was stand silently in disbelief, caught up in my own thoughts and calm as I ever been. Wondering what I could have done differently to change the course of time, life had taken us upon. Since that very day a chunk of my heart was ripped away, and broken into pieces… “Oh how I miss her so much.”

We spent the time shopping, packing, and talking. She told me stories of her old school: cantankerous students who got a particularly rewarding attitude check; times her students were able to cajole her out of homework assignments; and instances where they would some to her for advice and guidance. Listening to her reminisce, I was touched by her affection for her students. She had a monstrous bin full of cards, photos, albums, yearbooks, and newspaper clippings all from previous students. Suzanne still remember them all like it was just yesterday that they entered her classroom. By the end of the day, it felt like we had known eachother for years. When the tasks we had set out to accomplish for that day were done, she drove me home. As I was opening the door, she handed me a twenty dollar bill.

The sky was a bright blue and the sun was shimmering right over the silver,stunning Eiffel tower, absolutely no clouds in sight. As I looked out my huge bay window, I could tell the morning was starting and everybody was on their way. I was almost ready for the last day of school at Downey Hills MIddle School. As I was brushing my hair and brushing my teeth, my mom called from downstairs, “come on you are going to be late Cadence.” As mom called up to me I was getting on my favorite pair of jeans, a cute white shirt, my long pink cardigan, and my white sandals with a bow and lots of jewels. I rushed downstairs, so happy for the summer to start. My mom gave me a big bear hug and I grabbed all my stuff. As I finally got out the door, away from all my crazy siblings, I ran to Lance’s house and waited for her to come out of her front door as happy as I was, so we could walk to school together. We got to school and everybody was talking about what they were going to do over summer vacation. We started walking to our homeroom class which was run by Mrs. Smith. Mrs. Smith had a smile on her face like a kid opening a present for the whole day, just waiting for the seventh period bell to ring. As the bell rang we said to each other “ we are free, no school for three months.” Then I said, “ now we can spend the summer together.” Lance looked at me, then said “ well, not exactly.”

It was a pleasant day,I can plainly recall that ,not long ago,we were in class 8th then.The sun was at the highest point,shining gay,and we three,Arpita Varshneya,Pragati and I,were there in the sun devising a plan to take revenge on our so called teaser friend, Rishika,the award winning prankster and our friend from the next door, class 8 B.

Amber and I had been friends since middle school. She told my mom, Denise and I that she was moving Saturday night. I vividly remember her twirling her fork in a bowl of spaghetti as she looked up with a miserable look on her face. She blurted out, “I’m homeless!” My mom looks up at me, both of us with our eyebrows scrunched together and confused. I responded in a soft whisper, “…what do you mean?” Amber said with her voice trembling, trying to hold back tears with her head down hiding the tears streaming down her face, “We lost our house!” She paused “So we have to move in with my grandma.” My heart dropped, my best friend since sixth grade was moving to Florida. I looked across the table wondering where my mom was when I noticed she had made her way around the table to console Amber.

First off, I just want to say that thank you. Thank you for giving me everything I ever needed, wanted, asked for, and desired. Thank you for giving me an amazing childhood and working so hard in order to let me have a wonderful life and pick the college of my choosing. Thank you for loving me unconditionally, supporting me, and always being there for me. You both truly are the greatest, but there has always been one thing I have wanted -- something I have asked for many times but to no avail. I think now is a perfect time to bring up the matter because I am older and you guys need a new friend to keep you company on those long months when I am away. I would like to bring up the discussion of getting a dog once again. Maybe you will huff in frustration due to my constant nagging on the subject or smile at my determination or simply ignore this subject completely. But I still would like to bring up this subject because I think a dog could benefit the whole family. I am going to take a big breath and discuss all of the benefits that a dog would bring to our loving family.

There’s a gal in my life whom I had met my freshman year of highschool, she’s my best friend, my role model and the love interest of my short lived life. We were desk partners in Spanish One second semester. I had a particular interest in her for the entirety of that semester until I flat out realized I had a heavy crush on her. Eventually I grew the courage to tell her in the most goofy, awkward way possible. “Hey Sydney, I need to get something off my chest... I like you”. Then I essentially vanished into my next class. Her reaction made me feel incredibly calm, I wasn’t used to talking to girls. Her reaction made me realize talking to girls was incredibly easy, I had been talking to her the entire semester. Then Summer break came and left as quickly as it did... over that time I made no attempt to speak with her again.

Throughout our lifetime we face opportunities to interact with one another, often creating relationships unbounded by definitions but in unconditional terms of reason. We hold onto these individuals in hopes for an internal bond fostering a lifelong friendship. I am talking about your best friend. We have all had one at some point in our lives, many times fluctuating between people but still maintaining a set system of how to determine the deserving title. My ethical dilemma is the special bond I had the opportunity to continue between my good friend and myself.

The first time I met Elias was in 2nd grade that time I was small and skinny boy and elias was pretty fat but not really there was this kid named keith me and elias used to beat him up.Keith was one of those kids tried to be funny but he was not . Back to the paragraph so I met Elias in 2nd grade we always talk to each other now we still talk to each other. When I met Elias he used to be horrible at soccer but now he got better than me he got faster but shooting the ball into the net not really good but ok enough. Elias made it to all stars and I was proud I did not made it to all stars. Elias is funny sometimes he can make terrible jokes but mostly he makes good jokes.me and him makes good decisions but not really.

“Friends show their love in times of trouble, not in happiness."[Euripides]. This quote means a lot to me because this is what I have in my friend. This is suitable on my best friend. She always supports me in my troubles of life. Life become easy if we have this kind of friends in our life. I met to Jasdeep about two years ago. Now we are living together. She is my sister-in law as well. She never treats me as a sister- in law. We always talk like good friends. I started to communicate with her after my engagement in 2016. When I came from India and It was totally different life here. But because of her, I never felt uncomfortable.

As i grow up i realize that the people who i thought were important to are sometimes just a waste of time. I had a friendship that started at childhood and grew us into best friends and we always stuck together no matter what. I was always there for her through everything, when she had no home i welcomed her into my home, i was her main support. All throughout middle and elementary school i never really payed attention to all the bad things she said or did, honestly i knew it hurt but i never knew how bad it really was. She constantly put me down for the way i dressed, looked,and honestly everything i ever did just to make herself look better than me as she copied anything i did in life. Honestly i didn't want to lose the closest friend i've ever had not noticing the toxic friendship, we knew each other so well. We were kinda like the same person growing up any face expression one of us made we knew exactly what it meant, we were always together and at times we would say that we were sisters because we were so alike. I put her before anything and pushed away a lot of good people along with ton of good friendships that could have been amazing. She knew about my past and fear of people leaving me like my mom did when i was younger so she used it against me honestly. She would get mad at the smallest things and put the blame on me so i tried hard to keep her happy so i could keep our friendship going which meant giving up things i didn't wanna lose sometimes. When i look bad

Everyone has a best friend. Most people have been through multiple best friends within their lifetime. A best friend is your closest friend, someone to talk to, the first person you think about when you want to do something, someone to help you with things and they are so much more than just those qualities. In my case my best friend has helped me become a better person, helped me to understand certain situations from a different point of view rather than just my own. She has taught me how to be nicer to people, even people who are not nice to me. She is there for when I need her and I am there for her when she needs me. It’s what best friends do for each other. I believe that people have best friend soulmates. And I have mine. My best friend, Natalie, has an incredible impact on my life.

When a friend moves away it's sad, when a good friend moves away it takes some time to heal. But when your best friend who is family to you move halfway across the country, it's a feeling you can’t describe. The hurt and the loneliness that comes with the move is nothing that anyone wants to deal with. My best friend Kaylyn Hooge moved away from Beatrice and away from me June 22nd, 2017. She now lives 17 hours and 24 minutes away from me in the state of Virginia. Me and Kaylyn became good friends at the beginning of 7th grade. We instantly clicked and by the middle of 7th grade we were best friends. I took her to Yellowstone National Park for vacation that summer. As we got older we became closer and closer. She was one of my only true friends at the time. Kaylyn is the best friend that I have ever met. She is there for me in the good times, the bad times, and everything in between.