Personal Narrative : My Best Friend Chloe

Freshman Ella. It’s a scary thought, but for this story we have to go back to March of my freshman year at an event called Chamber Festival, which is basically when you play in small groups instead of large orchestras. In our school orchestra I was second chair viola which, me only being a freshman, was a very big deal. At least it was for me. Many of my other friends in orchestra already had their own instruments, and I felt like it was time to get one of my own. So for months I begged my parents. I insisted that I wouldn’t give up playing in a year or two, that I really would stick with it long enough for the investment to make sense. Finally, in the beginning of 2015, they agreed to get me a viola. Now was the hard part, agreeing

One of my nicest friends when I moved from Azores, Portugal to Minot, North Dakota in 2005 was Nicole Hamm. Nicole and I met at the CDC in Minot Air Force Base, in September of 2005. Ever since we met each other we have became unseperatable, until she moved to Florida in the summer of 2015 but we still talk. When we first met she was kind, and caring. There was never a day where she didn't make me laugh so hard that I was crying. When I first met her, we played 20 questions. My first question was what is your favorite color? Yet, her answer was neon purple ( not purple it had to be neon purple). As we kept playing I found that she likes to play Legos, and Minecraft with her younger brother and that she loves to watch Monster High and My

She was my best friend up through sixth grade. We were always in the same homeroom because her mother, Joan, is the secretary and somehow managed to have input on homerooms. We did everything together and she came over to my house every day after school while her mother was still finishing up her duties in the office. Cassie and I were attached at the hip, until she decided that she hated me. In sixth grade my best friend became my bully. She turned our entire friend group against me and every single day I would come home crying. Sixth grade ended and I felt like I didn’t have a friend in the

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

I have a bestfriend named Kaitlyn. But she is more than a friend, we are sisters. She has been my friend for 6 years. We met in elementary school and shared a class from kindergarten to 4th grade. Throughout the years we had arguments, but we always made up after.

I hope you all are doing well, its been awhile since we last talked. I know you do not believe I am anything close to the right person for your daughter Hayley. I have made some terrible mistakes in my past, I was very immature and very degrading with my posts on Twitter. I look back on my former decisions and see how juvenile and heinous they were. Since being separated from your daughter I have realized all my actions come with consequences. I realized my actions are seen by more than I had perceived, including my former Vice Principal, Mr. Dempsey and you. I wanted to let you know I have changed, I know now that what I had been posting on social media was terrible and honestly I am embarrassed looking back on what I had posted. I do

It was a nice day in are neighborhood my brother and i were walking to school. My brother and i were walking we saw that there was a new store open we walked in and the store was full of snacks me and my brother bought some chips then we walked to school. When we got to school we went and played with are friends on the playground before school we saw these group of kids passing a lot of notes. Me and my friend Alyssa went to go see what the notes were when we got over there they hid the notes, we asked what they were the group of kids said they were nothing. The bell rang we went to class normally as the day ended we still see them showing and passing notes. Me and Alyssa just keeped walking home. And my brother was at his friend's house, when we got home we ate some snacks then when we were doing are homework i asked what do you think were in the notes nervously Alyssa said don't worry about it it's

Paige how did it come to this. Sitting alone in a dark room wondering when the power in the house will come back on. Could it be I forget to pay the electric bill; that’s a silly thought being that I’ am so anal. No lights just alone in utter darkness lost in her thoughts of what could have been. It was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop in the room. Her parents gone away to their summer house in Maine enjoying life and their retirement. Sisters’ off working and taking care of families. All her friends left off to college and becoming successful in their professions. Here I have been left alone in the dust because I was so spoiled being the youngest of five.

Deep down, I knew that pain was obviously inevitable from the start. Even though it’s been years, and even if I forget her face one day, . . . I hope that she finds the happiness that she’s given me. Even through times that I’ve been alone, it feels as if she’s still here with me along with the soft rumbling of the train station. Even if I can’t see her, at least I know she’s been happy with me. I want to dream of her once again, but she’ll never know. After all, she’ll only ever see me as a simply ordinary . . . wooden

We had been friends since I was still participating in gymnastics, but after I finished my recreational soccer career we lost touch. We would spend a ton of time together during the soccer seasons, but we never actually made an effort to maintain our relationship after soccer was over. I wish I had the opportunity to reconnect with her.

Around the age of 10, we started getting very involved with school sports. She lived in Byrdstown and found her gift which was cheering, of course mine was Basketball. As time went on, we only got to see each other at basketball games and special occasions. But, we always knew that we would be best friends forever.

Beep! Beep! Beep! My alarm went off. “Ugh,” I sighed in grief. Why did it have to be the end of the summer. The the time of year when I had to go back to the place I dreaded most in life, school. Everybody was always picking on me and all. After I got out of my deep thoughts, I went downstairs and ate my breakfast. Then, when I finished eating I went upstairs to do my morning routine. While I was doing my hair in the bathroom, I heard a knock at the door. Who could be knocking at the door this early in the morning, I asked myself. Then when I opened the door, my best friend, Layla embraced me with a warm hug. “Hey! Are you ready for school,” she said ecstatically. Oh I forgot to mention that me and Layla have known each other since 2nd grade, so we always do stuff together, including

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.

My best friend Morgan and I have been best friends since baby care. We have been through

It was late at night when I was talking to my one of my best friends, he was a junior in highschool and I was a sophomore at the time. He was not involved with school activities and only focusing on his work at an automobile goodie box company. While talking he used to tell me about what he missed about being in his basketball team which was unity with other people in his team . We had  talks usually at night and he could always come to me for advice on his problems and I could always ask for advice from him about mine. One of of his nostalgic moments was about how he missed the loud bus rides home and the support from his teammates when he still played for his basketball team. What I remember about the his junior year is how he was lazy,