Personal Narrative : My Best Friend

One day in 6th grade I met my hero and best friend. She saved me by many things that day, but this was the most caring one. We were walking around a round the gym and talking, when we walked into a boy I had problems with. We lashed out at each other saying stuff like "you stink!" , "stop being and arse!", etc. She tried to get me to stop arguing eventually I did, after him and his minions stomped away.

Its a combo of a few things for me. First I started by downloading the app "Myfitness Pal" by underarmer (the free one of corse). There you plug in your current weight and then your goal weight, and it give you a "calorie limit" to kind of start off with. Then I did some research on healthier breakfast and lunch choices (leaving dinner to eat shit food lol but within the calorie limit). So for example I would eat oat meal for breakfast with almond milk instead of regular milk, or toast with avocado instead of a bagel with butter. I also carried that into my lunchs at work (let alone I started packing them, so that really helped). But for the first moth or so I wouldn't change my dinners, on the amount, to stay within the calorie limit, this way I could still enjoy food I wasn't willing to give up.

Delano then pulled a gun from his ankle holster and places it on the table top. --

My involvement with Best Buddies and UT SEEK (Student Engineers Educating Kids) has strengthened my appreciation for people of different backgrounds and conditions.

First there was nothing but darkness. It felt like an endless void for one man. But as quickly as the darkness appeared, it disappeared into the light of day. The man dubbed ‘Hero’ quickly looked around the lush hills consisting of trees, rabbits, birds, squirrels and… slimes? He slowly walked over to one, still not trusting his legs, and as he drew closer the slime jumped at him. The slime impacted Hero and sent him stumbling backwards. Hero looked for something to fend off the attacker and found a copper short sword at his hip. He pulled it out of the sheath and stabbed at the slime. To his surprise the slime exploded into a pile of copper coins and a few balls of slime. Walking toward it he was surprised when the 2 objects started to float

My friend ,Kendrick, is diligent and self-sufficent.He gives his best effort at everything that he does.One time Kendrick and I were at school walking to the cafeteria to have lunch. Before we opened the door to enter ,we was stopped by Mr.Douglas. Mr.Douglas was Kendrick's R.O.T.C instructor who had a high rank as sergeant major. He stopped us to talk to Kendrick about some important R.O.T.C business.

My best friends name is Naya Raelynn Lilly. She was born June 14th 1998. She is one of my favorite people to be with and have in my life. I met Naya the summer of 2006 when we moved into our new house in Georgia. That’s when my life changed. Everything I did she did, and everything she did I did. I was a gymnast since I was two and I wanted to continue with it. Naya never did gymnastics, but when she saw how much fun I had doing it she wanted to do it too. We went from webkinz to bikes and from bikes to cell phones. We were inseparable. The older we got the more adventures we had especially the ones we were not supposed to have. Those were the most fun. The best memory I think I have (that’s PG-13) is the time we snorted Kool-Aid. It was a

One of the best things that has ever happened to me is when I moved to Maine. It’s one of the best things that have ever happened to me because that is basically where I grew up. I lived in Maine for 7 years. I moved to Maine from New York because my dad worked for a company called First Wind, and they had a job relocation for him. The job relocation was in Maine. Originally I didn’t want to move to Maine because all of my family was in New York, and I didn’t want to be apart from my cousins or grandparents. When we moved my family and I brought our three dogs along, Harley, a Siberian Husky; Mishka, also a Siberian Husky; and Scooter, a mix between a Poodle and a Schnauzer. It was really difficult to drive 805.2 miles with three dogs. Luckily I was in the moving truck with one of my sisters, Lexi, and my dad. My other sister, Abby; and my mom were in a trailblazer with the three dogs. One of the places that we stopped along the way was Augusta, Maine. It was really big, I wasn’t expecting it to be that big because most people forget about the state Maine.

After Finals, I came back to San Pedro for the summer. You wouldn't think the place would have changed that much in a year, but it sure as hell felt like I was living in another country. Most of the guys I went to high school had moved on by then and the whole town seemed so fucking strange.

I decided to do it last minute and hoped that I could enjoy it. In the class we were assigned teams that would last the entire year. Out of all the groups, I was assigned the same one as my friend. I didn’t consider her as one of my closest friends, but as the year progressed we started spending more time with one another. She quickly became one of my best friends. It usually takes me years to make close friends, so I was surprised when after only a few weeks I was able to confide in her things that I didn’t normally tell others. After a while, I noticed that I didn’t feel lonely anymore, and I knew that I wasn’t placed on that yearbook team by

I have been a troupe 1224 member of Estancia Drama since my sophomore year of high school. As a child, I took daring acting and modeling classes. My parents had difficulty taking me to them because I hated being on stage. I felt uncomfortable and afraid of everyone judging me. As I grew up, I kept the same attitude towards the arts while my oldest brothers continued to act. They came home late from rehearsals with tired and committed faces. I never bothered to ask what rehearsals were and what they did, but when my family and I went to see them perform, their time to the program showed off. It was not my intention to take Beginning Drama my freshman year, but I was not going to pass up such a huge opportunity. As a senior, I have been in seven shows. In five of them, I was an actress and in two, I was behind the scenes working on lights and sound. The process of putting on a show has taught me more than any other extracurricular possibly can. We learn how to work with each other, a group ranging from twenty to forty students. For every show, we work fifteen hours or more a week on different

Alyssa Taylor, my best friend of almost twelve years. In first grade, I had moved schools and houses three times. I eventually moved into a duplex in Clovis that just happened to be next door to who would become the most important person in my life. We met in first grade, but for a while our friendship was the occasional conversation or "hello" in the school hallways. I knew she lived by me and one summer, being a bored and fairly lonely child from having moved schools, I continuously told my mom how much I wanted to go next door and ask Alyssa to play. Eventually, I got the courage to do so and I brought along my giant, foam Disney princess hopscotch puzzle pieces. Each piece had a princess on it and you connected the pieces in order to create a hopscotch set up. I nervously rang the door bell and waited for an answer. When she opened the door, I asked, "Hi, I know we only see each other at school, but do you want to play with me?" I know, kids are super awkward. Regardless, she said yes. That was the beginning of our friendship.

Real friendship also needs honesty. That same year, Aggie and I become roommates. We got our first apartment together and became known around town as “The Girls” because one of us was never seen without the other.

Think of your favorite thing in the world to do. Something that defines you. Something that you can only experience from your eyes. For me it is soccer, and through that came a rite of passage that will be with me forever.

It was Tuesday, July 18th. I was a nervous wreck. In desperate need of clothes to wear to impress... her. I begged my best friend Todd to join me at Woodfeild mall. He gave in and we went. Todd and I shopped for hours. Nothing looked good enough for...her. We were running out of time. I made-do with four short sleeve shirts from Champs and two pairs of sweatpants shorts from h&m. The total came out seventy dollars. We walked out and got into Todds car. I was shaking the entire ride home. Will she like it? Am I going to look fat? What about my acne? What if she doesn’t end up liking me? Nothing else crossed my mind as we pulled up to my house and I was dropped off. There was around an hour and a half until I had to leave. I walked inside