I fell in love with her at the age of six. Her and I were going to be together forever. When the teacher came up to me and told me how perfect we were each other at the bake sale in second grade, I knew. When I went to fairs to sell cell phone cases with my dad and she was always with me, I knew. As we grew older, the closer we got and the more her and I understood each other. At this point, she had turned into a part of me, it was no longer her and I but rather we. Coming to University of Texas at Austin, has admittedly created a strain on our relationship. I was not sure if our relationship should continue, were we really meant for each other? I did not know her, I did not know how we would change the world, but now I do. This is the story
I was only two more years older than J and even though we never shared any bonds by blood she always treated me as her own and for that I had always been grateful. J and I had always been thicker than thieves and we confided everything to each other, there were absolute no secrets between us and we had our own pact of loyalty. We functioned better with each other and I think that's why we also seemed to fit together perfectly like a puzzle because we thought so much
Narrative Pretest This summer I reunited with my best friend. We haven’t seen each other since I left to go to New York. We kept in touch as much as we could, but I moved around a lot that it was hard. So, finally I found her again and we had a lot to catch up on and only a day to do it. When I showed up at her house her mom gave me a hug like I was moving away forever. Well, my best friend’s name is Georginna and she is the same age as me. The night she stayed with me we caught up on what happened while we were away from each other, talked about boyfriends, ex’s, and crushes. We also watched scary movies and annoying my brothers. She met my step-dad, Elijah, and Isaiah. We talked about her moving here to go to school with me again, and she
Schmidt, the Honors Chemistry teacher walked into the room. He always had a smile on his face and enjoyed some of my games. Some days Mr. Schmidt let me sit where ever I wanted since I’m a straight A student. “Alright class” said Mr. Schmidt, walking to his desk. “Take out your chemistry books and turn to page 57. Raven, I don’t want to hear any giggling, it is disruptive to the class” I snickered a bit, nodded, and took out my book, the cheerleaders’ eyes seemed to be glued onto me. They were all trying to act adorable and see if one of them could win my affection. My mind wouldn’t change but they were too determined, the entire class was just me working and the cheerleaders starring. When class was finally over, I stuffed my books into my backpack and ran, there was no point in staying. If I did then the cheerleaders would make sure I didn’t leave the class unless I chose one of them to be my
Things with Xzyla and I have changed, we aren’t as close as we used to be. We were always in the halls together being loud peeking in the doors of other classrooms. Thinking we were so grown and cool because we were in the eighth grade about to go to high school. Always talking in class having the teacher have to separate our seats to opposite sides of the room. Always together after school, in school, and on the weekends. Always in the school drama, if she had drama well then so did I and if I had drama then so did she. Everyone knew Xzyla and I as being the best of friends in middle school. Being able to tell each other anything and everything and never going anywhere without each other, unless it was with family obviously. Sleepovers all
When I visited Texas at the age of 13, I asked my mother for four dollars when I noticed a homeless man on the highway. I didn’t tell her what for, but when we stopped at a stoplight I got the courage to jump out of the car, practically risking my life, and handed this man those four dollars. When I got back in the car they all were screaming and saying I could’ve died, but I was radiant. He had thanked me and blessed me and made me feel more special than anyone ever had. That day was the best I had felt in all my life. I think it was then I decided to take charge of following my dreams. My dream of always having that feeling.
After beginning his new life, it was an obvious decision for Otto to forget the other one. He held no positive memories about his previous world; at least, no positive memories regarding the people or experiences which originated in that world. In his limited time there, most had disregarded him as a mere copy of an original, and nothing more. Barely even considered a living creature, ’Mother’ created him as a tool; an insignificant commodity she could modify when needed, torture, punish, and then tear to pieces and destroy again.
My relationship with Haley is the perfect example of the saying, “friends come and friends go.” We were inseparable all throughout our high school years. Senior year we even decided to go to the same college, Kent State University, and live together. Unfortunately, the summer before we moved in she got a boyfriend. We went through all the stages of the social penetration theory, sadly even depenetration. In the beginning, we had to make our way through the uncertainties we had about each other. Then toward the end I started to see that I was putting in way more effort than she was, bringing social exchange theory into the mix. As a result of this, we no longer talk anymore.
Painted gray, and with only one light, I was one of the gloomiest rooms that I had seen. On the carpet, there was a rectangle stitched in green tape on the floor, where I would have to sit. By now, I was crying. I lacked knowledge of what I did to make her so agitated. I contemplated things I could do. With the constant thought of going home in the back of my head, I reasoned that because I lived within walking distance and the classrooms, surprisingly now that I look back, lacked doors. The lady that was in the room was almost asleep in her swivel chair. Seizing the opportunity, I left the room and went into the hallway. None of the classrooms had doors, and the exit was down the hall. I made sure that I was not caught by any of the teachers. Everything was falling into place when my kindergarten self had the need to play on the playground, on the other side of the school. My school had 3 playgrounds, but that one was my favorite. In order to go there, I would have to go past my classroom, past the time-out room, and even past all of the other classrooms, all without doors. I walked past Guidance Counselor’s office, and she looked up from her paperwork to find me attempting to stealthily make my way towards the
On November 19th, 2016, my best friend Olivia and I got in the biggest fight we’ve ever had. I grew up with Olivia my best friend, and like a sister to me. My mom worked for Olivia’s dad cleaning their house, and took care of her mom during her pregnancy with Olivia. A year after Olivia was born and my mom would take me to work with her so that we could play. I am a grade older than her. I practically grew up with Olivia. Olivia is a blonde, blue eyed girl, with really long hair, she has a roundish pale face with freckles, and loves to wear makeup. I am a brunette, brown eyed girl, with short hair, an oval shaped face. I was always really close to Olivia growing up and did almost everything with her. Then slowly we started to drift apart.
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As Mrs. Johnson walked out of the store, donut in hand, She caught a glimpse of a young boy sitting on a bench by himself. As she walked closer, it was apparent that this young man had school. He was wearing a backpack and had on nice clothes with his hair neatly combed. The only thing that didn’t fit in this picture was the frown painted on his face. She approached him and he glanced up into this stranger's eyes. “ Now, what do we have here?” Mrs Johnson asked. He quickly replied, “Mom says I have to go to school, but I don’t wanna go!” She imagined herself as a child doing this same thing, she knew what to do. She announced, “I’ll make you a deal, if you can go to school, I’ll you give you 2 pieces of candy.” He quickly nodded his head and responded, “Yes, Ma’am!” A chuckle quickly rose inside as she reached inside her
Lucy’s Friendship Lucy is 12 years old and goes to middle school. It was Lucy's first day at middle school but the problem was that Lucy was so shy to talk to someone. Finally she got the guts to talk to someone but they just ignored her. She started to go round and ask if they can help her but nobody talked to her. Everyone just ignored her. Lucy had no idea where she was going or where here next class was. Then a group of girls came up to them. Lucy asked’’ Can you help me find my next class?’’. A girl stepped forward and grabbed LUcy. Her name was Olivia. THen she told something to the other girls but Lucy could not hear what she said. Then the girl stepped forward and grabbed her backpack and rubbed it with mud. THey started to laugh and LUcy started to cry a little. She told herself’’ I am not going to just stay here and cry for something!’’. She got up and scrubbed the dirt away. She found a teacher and asked which room is which. She finally found her class but the last thing she had to do is find a friend to help her for the the rest of the year and find a way to hide away from the bullies..
People Change Have you ever thought of all the people we meet in our lifetime? I never thought about this until I got back from Europe last summer. People we once didn't know could easily become very close to us.
There was me and my three best friends in the entire world Sam and Kat and Jo. We had a group of friends, which we called ‘the group.’ The only thing you need to know about ‘the group’ is that: 1. We were separated into ‘the guys’ and us ‘the