Personal Narrative: Growing Up With Olivia

In middle school I met a girl who quickly became my best friend. After we met, we did nearly everything together. We were simply incepreable. We continued to be very close all the way up into junior year of high school. This is when she met and started dating one of the senior boys from our school. She had always had a thing for "bad boys" and this boy was a picture perfect representation of one. After she started seeing him more, I started seeing her less and less. The boy she was dating apparently disliked me; a lot. He began to take control of everything in her life. When she came to lunch everyday at school, she would sit with me and a group of my friends and tell us how he would hit

Jean has been a friend of mine since August 1996 when we met in high school. She was a grade younger than me, but had a January birthday, so we were only 7 months apart. We became friends quickly despite our different personality traits. I had been quite yet outgoing in high school and Jean was lively and animated. People wondered how we could be so opposite, yet great friends. Our friendship continued to grow over the years and we became best friends. Throughout the years of friendship we talked about her romantic relationships and my romantic relationships. We trusted each other with private experiences that we would not tell anyone else. Our communication was very open, honest and transparent. As Jean was entering college, at a different university than me, she struggled with her father falling ill and sadly passing away. This was an extremely hard time for Jean to finish her undergraduate degree, but Jean pressed on toward its completion and graduated college.

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

Olivia was amazing. Her kindness was a strange love, but when she loved you, you always knew. She was crazy in the best way possible. At UBMS, we shared a dorm. It was the closest we had ever been and being in that room with her for six weeks brought us closer than either of us thought we would ever be. We stayed up some nights till nearly one in the morning. We were both going through difficulties and they were more similar than we had known. One night I was telling Olivia about the fight Benjamin and I were in at the time. I had told him I was Atheist and he had not taken it well, as I had expected. She sounded a little shocked when the word ‘atheist’ had left my lips. I heard her shift, sit up, and turn. I couldn’t see her but I could feel

We drifted apart after she left Ness, but in February of 2009, I invited her over to have a sleepover and we reconnected. The following year, I was to be getting my education at West Valley City School and Jordan was going to be going there as well. I learned Jordan's dad had passed away the year we disconnected. It was woebegone that i wasn't able to be with her through that rough period. Throughout my years at City School I had made more friends but still had Jojo right by my side. There have been times where Jordan and I have had arguments where we didn’t speak with each other for days, but we know nothing will ever break our amity. She has been there with me through my most rigorous moments, we’ve laughed together, cried together, and will always look out for one another. She’s my other half even though, I want to punch her in the face. We enjoy annoying each other because, why not? Psychologists say if a friendship lasts longer than seven years, it will last a lifetime. Jordan and I had our seven year anniversary on our first day of high school. It was a legitimate

I chose to be a better person, although me and Breeanna did probably had 10 fights the whole year. We got to hang out more and went to math help together. I decided to bring her to church, It was 5th grade our last year in this school. Then I found out, about half way through the school year, I was moving, not to another house not even anywhere near by. I was moving to Hawaii. I told Breeanna and we decided to be pen-pals. We decided a great deal of things. None of them happened and things fell apart, She was still my best friend. The last time I saw her was at her baptism she gave me a necklace that said “A true friend reaches for your hand a touches your heart.”

Sometime along the road, she and I had a miscommunication. It was a typical high school girl spat that could be easily resolved and I knew we had to resolve it. Yet, when I approached that day in the hall and confronted her, her expression grew mortified. I was confused. She tried to speak, but the corner of her mouth began to twitch involuntarily restricting her. Her once lively blue eyes glistened with tears. I comforted her. As she hyperventilated into my embrace, I told her that I would forget about it. I knew that there was more to this though, that this was only the beginning of a long

I started crying and then Rhiannon cried to so we walked back to the store and told my other friends. They were sad to.

When I was little, I had a care-free mind; no worries at all. I did get tired of people saying I am too young to know this or how I need to be a little older to see this. I always dreamed of growing up and being an adult. Living on my own and doing what I want. The truth is growing up does suck. You have to pay bills, buy your own food, and drive everywhere. I had three life changing moments in 2016. I graduated high school, went into the military, and started college.

It's late August 2016. The car has been the loaded, the bags have been packed, the goodbyes have been said. As we drive away, I stick my head out the window and wave to her. There are tears, but we've both known this was coming. Her name is MJ, at least that's what I've always called her. I've known her since first grade, and nothing, yet everything, has changed. This is why she made me a better person.

I was staying the night at Olivia Miner’s house. She was having a big slumber party. It was about 9:00 and Olivia’s mom Julie came up and said my mom was here to pick me up. I was so confused. I got my stuff all together and went downstairs. They were outside Talking it was dark I got in the car and waite dfor my mom. After she got done talking , I asked her why she came and picked me up early. She turned around and “Clarice something has happened mammy died tonight.”

After a long day and night, it was finally the next day. I tried to forget about the whole thing that happened that last day. Then it was recess. Of course she told everyone in the group. They even ran away from me. I just came out of the school to go to recess and then we started talking but they didn’t really talk to me. Then they ran away from me to go on the track. So there was only one person who hung out with me. This is how it was for a long time. I knew that we would hopefully patch things up, and then we did something that was the

Me and xzyla did stop talking like we used to but we are still up to this day friends. We may not be as close as we used to be but still. It is now our Sophomore year and we rarely text. Even though we rarely text we still have each others backs no matter what. We both know that we can go to each other for anything and everything. I have learned that as people grow and mature they grow apart from people and that is just part of life and growing up. Everyone has that one person you barely talk to but know you can go to them for anything and Xzyla is that person to me. Well diary I just felt I just felt like I needed to get that off my chest. Didn’t know who to talk to so I figure I’d write it down in here.

Back from winter break, the bell fills my ears once again. Back to school. In the hall, an unfamiliar face strikes me; there is a new kid. Little did I know, I was meeting my best friend. Walking over to my locker, located right next to hers, I introduced myself and asked if she’d like to sit with me at lunch. From being friendly to a stranger, just for one day, my life changed forever. Being a sixth grader, I didn’t realize one small thing could amount to so much. Over the years we got closer and our friendship got stronger. From the countless days spent together to the endless nights, no one could ever separate us. Memories formed as the years passed and to this day we still stand side by side. Saying a few words to a new a girl in grade

The beginning of junior year started off with all things being ordinary. Ashley had her boyfriend who she had been dating for two years, and I had a boy who I was talking to so the four of us did went out on together weekly. Around Christmas time Ashley would make plans with me, along with our friend group. An hour before we would go out she would end up getting sick. I would tell her to feel better and call me if she needed anything and proceeded to go out with the others. This would lead to fights because she could not believe I would go without her, even though she would miraculously get sick every single Friday night an hour before our plans, similar to clockwork.