Personal Essay : Going To The Best Friend

She giggled. “I know he likes me. I wish he would just ask me out alread-”

It wasn't until days later, at the space station, that Trent thought about how he had never traveled anywhere without someone else traveling along. He sat in the terminal, looking at the other excited travelers with their hats and sunglasses and cameras. There were families and couples as well as groups of older retired people hoping to get a tan and relax their cares away. Everyone seemed excited; smiling, shining faces of those who looked hopeful and

John doe though of these things as he looked out into the stars. Suddenly a shrill beep rang across his comm. The airlock status lights turned green, flashing as the airlock slowly opened. When the doors were fully open John began walking forward. He walked past the usual stop, the airlock tether locker, and looked out into space.

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.

“Shit!” Lance exclaimed, his head snapping up to look across the airport. Of course he was sitting by the food court, conveniently located by the C Gates. He sat up, shoved his phone in his pockets, and slung his backpack onto one shoulder. Dragging his rolling suitcase behind him, he practically sprinted across the moving walkways to get to his gate, accidentally shoving a few people in the process. Finally he reached his gate, sweaty and tired, and pulled out his ticket to show the flight attendant. She scanned it with a smile and pointed to the door leading to the plane. He nodded and strolled on forward

A cold morning it was snowing out and they had to ride the bus Lisa was sitting in the back seat where her older brother sat.The girl walked onto the bus and sat next to Lisa.

I was always scared. My heart would pound and I never prepared for the worse, yet it always came to that. I was only a little girl, and I didn’t deserve this at all, but I still let her walk all over me. Everytime she said or did something that hurt me, I tried even harder to impress her with different and exciting ways, instead of standing up for myself. This was my life around my best friend, until recently. I’m getting ahead of myself, so let me rewind a little bit.

Growing up on a farm meant that animals have always been part of my life. We had chicken, horses, cows, ducks, cats, and dogs. My favorite was always the horses. The first horse I had was a quarter horse, which is known for their speed and agility (Blocksdorf, Meet the American Quarter Horse). His name is Gus. He was my best friend while growing up. Horses are a great creature and to build a bond with one is something I will always cherish.

First, let me introduce myself, before I tell you some stories about the teen-aged Mary Deas Frost, my roommate at The Hannah More Academy in Reisterstown, Maryland. We lived together from the fall of 1934 through the spring of 1936, when we graduated and had to go our separate ways.

Friends will come and go like the leaves of a breezy fall day. But some stick around even on the worst days. As the lights beam down on me at a Shippensburg soccer game with my best friend Izzy, a thought crossed my mind. What if we had never met? All of our memorable adventures we experienced together. Like Black Friday Shopping, Hersheypark, Sky Zone, and our trip to Baltimore together would have never happened. So I'm taken back to that wildcard day in third grade when I met Isabel Soliday.

I have a friend named Stacey. She is one of the kindest persons I have ever known. Moreover, she is generous, patient and possesses a magnificent sense of humor. We have been through so much together, we are basically sisters. We met on the first day of school in sixth grade, both of us terrified by the massive size of the middle school. Stacey comes from an educated family, her father is a school principal and her mother is also a teacher, so Stacey is known for being punctual, well-educated, and having good manners. She is a member of her church, she sings in the choir, plays the guitar and teaches Sunday school. On Saturdays, she devotes her time feeding the homeless in downtown Dallas. Stacey is selfless because she adopted three girls and cats so they will have a home. Stacey teaches math at an elementary, in fact, she was presented with an award for being teacher of the year. In spite of these qualities, Stacey says she cannot stop eating junk food. Stacey says she does not have time to cook healthy meals, because she has a busy work schedule. Stacey also says healthy food are too expensive and cannot afford to purchase them. Finally, Stacey says she is not disciplined and it is too hard to stick to a healthy food diet. I have some advice for her.

I wanted to let you know that I am okay. My world didn’t collapse when you changed you mind. You were probably the first boy I truly ever liked. For some reason, I felt very connected to you, like I could tell you anything and everything and really open up to you which is something that has always been hard for me with anyone, but I took a chance and did it. You were my best friend, and I cared a lot about you, sometimes you said it seemed like I cared to much, but part of me feels as though you just weren’t used to someone truly caring about you. I remember so clearly the first night you told me you liked me. I remember the feeling I got. My heart started to beat fast, I got hot and I couldn’t stop grinning, but there was also doubt and fear. Doubt that a boy like you could like me, and I think that was my first mistake. I remember the fear taking over and thinking that you were going to turn around and say, “just kidding”. I remember that I didn’t know how to respond with all these mixed emotions and thoughts going through my head and heart so I just sat there for like 10 minutes just thinking about what had just happened, and after I collected myself I admitted to you that I had liked you for a while. Than two days later I felt my heart shatter for the first time ever as I sat on my couch. As I sat there I tried to pretend that it didn’t matter to me that you had said “I’m sorry I made a mistake and realize I don’t feel that way about you and I won’t ever let it happen

There is nothing in life that can compare to meeting your other half. Meeting my best friend was definitely a life changing event in the best way. She is the most loyal and absolutely the most trustworthy long-term friendships that I have ever experienced. I have been given the opportunity in life to come face to face with my best friend, she has changed my life in various ways. No one that I have met can compete with how well her and I mix. Like peanut butter and jelly, we are good alone but better together. Through thick and thin my best friend and I have lasted 8 going 9 years, and I know that there will be more to come.

Asiah is one of my best friends she has brown hair, brown eyes, she's tall, and really kind and funny. The reason why I think she's funny is because one day all she did was just played pranks on me. She started out by just scaring me for no reason I just started laughing really loud. Asiah always liked joking around and being silly that’s how she always is. I remember one time she just gets up on the table and started dancing when we were listening to music in her kitchen it was hilarious. The best part was that she almost fell off the table onto me but I moved out of the way in time. We always play fight in her room when we get bored and have nothing to do. The first time I went to her house we jumped out of a window but it wasn’t that

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.