Persuasive Essay About My Best Mistake

I did not appreciate the privilege I had to hang out with my best friend every day until the day we both got grounded. My best friend and I are both intelligent people, but we made the wrong choice of hanging out with an unintelligent crowd. When I was tempted by the wrong crowd to make a risky choice of sneaking out, I simply did not realize the trouble that could follow. It wasn’t my best friend that made the choice to sneak out, it was me. However, she did it with me as we did not do anything without each other. We could have stayed at her house and made the right choice, but we didn’t and we learned our lesson. That wrong choice resulted in the unintended consequence of losing the privilege to see

Conformity I was attending McLane High School and I was about 15 years old when I was in a situation that I wish I could of stayed out of. I had two best friends named Lesset and Laura. We were always together and new everything about one another. Well, one day my friend Lesset looked like something was wrong and she pulled me to the side during our lunch and told me that she needed to talk to me. So after school we walked together to her house and on the way there we talked when she told me a secret that was only meant for my ears only. It was something that she had done over the weekend and it involved our friend Laura’s boyfriend. She told me that she was at a party and she was drinking and that Laura’s boyfriend Rigo was there and some how they ended up sleeping together. My jaw dropped, eye wide open, and I was speech less.

Who am I? This is the paralyzing question that every youth asks themselves and attempts to discover at my age. There are too many responses to this question. The thought of all the different possibilities makes me physically sick and filled with anxiety. ‘I don’t know.’ Isn’t really an acceptable answer considering I’ve been alive for 16 years, so if I were to settle on one word, it would have to be ‘misfit’. Most people would take this as an insult, and when i was first labeled this (by my father) anyone could guess that I cried. I’ve finally come to terms with it now, realizing that it in fact suits me and isn’t necessarily a bad thing. To me this has become a type of compliment due to the uniqueness that it requires to be a misfit.

Over 7,500 animals are killed in zoos because they are deemed surplus, as stated by Liz Tyson an animals rights activist. This giraffe in particular sparked a huge controversy. HIs name was Marius, he was homed at the Copenhagen Zoo and was 2 years old when the staff killed him with a bolt gun. Marius was then dissected and fed to lions in front of ongoing zoo goers. What got people fuming is that he was a healthy, young giraffe. Therefore I believe the killing of Marius should not be justified.

Things Fall Apart takes place in a Nigerian tribe such as the one Okonkwo, the main protagonist, lives in. Okonkwo is a very independent, impatient African leader. Throughout the story the tribe Umofia demonstrates many of their religious beliefs, traditions and ways they go about their normal life. In the novel, Things Fall Apart, by Chinua Achebe Okonkwo is affected by Christianity, impacting the way he is accepted back into Umofia or the way he lives.

One day I was at her house and she wanted to go out, but with me being so young I couldn’t go. I did not have a problem with her going out and I stayed at her house since her mother made me feel welcome. But she had other plans for me. She had gotten a fake ID with my face on it, saying I was 18; she figured if my mother allowed me to get a tattoo at a young age, she wouldn’t mind if I went out. I knew my mother and I knew she would have killed me if I had gone out with her. When I told her that I was not allowed to go, she got upset. I did not care though, because I honestly was not trying to grow up too fast, and going out partying too soon was doing too much for me. She went out without me, but I felt that she wanted me to be like her so I stop talking to her. My friend Joey, well I thought he was my friend. My cousin knew him so I thought he was a cool person, but boy was I wrong. At first everything was fine. He always helped me with my math because coming in I had a lot of problems with it. Every time someone would try to talk to me he would tell them that they couldn’t, but I thought he was doing that because he looked at me as his little cousin.

8th grade was the best summer I’ve ever had. I was so happy because I was able to finally had a group of friends. It all started in Alpena, in May. My friend Breanna and I had gotten into numerous altercations and stopped being friends for a long time. Breanna messaged me and I decided that we should go get some ice cream. It turns out she wanted to say sorry for how she was acting. To this day, I consider her my best friend. Breanna and I reconciled in May and haven’t stopped being friends since. Earlier that year, I had met my friend Alyssa. She was basically like me, loud, crazy, cool, and didn’t care about others opinions on her. This is what basically bonded us. Breanna and I and Alyssa had hung out for a month, and we became the bestest

Since elementary school me and my old best friend would hangout every day and talk nonstop. She was my rock, the one who could help me out in any situation. Until I decided to take the blame off of another friend and blame it on her. I blamed her of stealing my mother’s money when it really wasn’t her it was another friend. I just thought that my mother knew her so well that she would forgive her easily. Boy was I wrong, ever since that day I haven’t talked to her. Even when I tried to she would just ignore me. I know that I was wrong for what I did. Ever since that day I lost my best friend and I learned a life lesson. I will never give into peer pressure again, I will always make my own choices in life and hopefully I’ll have better luck this

For me, it was a rough time and like many, I regret the way I acted and treated people. Middle school was the wedge that drove our circle of friendship apart. We started having fewer classes with each other, forcing us to branch out our friend group more. Like a balloon with too much air blown into it, our friend group popped. Lily, Katlynn and I were eventually separated and I had begun to branch out and make friends with people I never thought I would. Looking back now, I can tell the type friends I made were not meant ones to be in my life forever. I never had a person with whom I hung out every weekend, or told every part of my life to. No one had known me as well as Lily and Katlynn used to. I had become a floater. I didn’t belong to one stereotypical social group, but made friends with most every person I

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.”

It was a bright sunny day and I was ready to play. I was on the playground at recess. It was in April. I was on the monkey bars when my friend told me to jump down and she would catch me. My 3rd grade self thought it was a good idea and jumped. When i jumped from the bar, she moved. I slammed into the ground. I learned from this experience that you can’t trust everybody, not even your closest friends. No matter how much you know a person, you never know when they could change just in a second. Even if she moved because she was scared, or she wanted me to hit the ground, it doesn’t matter. Through it all I learned that you can’t give your just to everybody.

“Don’t turn a minor disagreement into a flat out war, sometimes you just have to let things go.” This quote had a major impact on my life when me and best friend became not the best of friends. For now, i’ll call her Tina since as of now we’re still not friends. We met at the beginning of 6th grade and clicked from there since we were on the same “team” they had at our school. She was this loud person that did anything she wanted while I was only this convivial with people I was comfortable around. Everyone thinks of your best friend as a person that you automatically click with and always agree with. Only half this was true according to us because we were still totally polar opposites. We argued more than we had normal conversations it seemed

When I was in kindergarten, I met my best friend. She was very shy at first and nothing about her seemed malicious. However, as the years went by, she became very imperious and unwilling to share anything, including friends. She wouldn’t allow me to befriend any other people without putting up a fight. However, she was allowed all the friends she pleased. Over the years she began to push everyone apart so that she was the common area between a bunch of enemies. Eventually, she and I began to argue over petty things and she would always make me feel as if I did something wrong. A massive argument then arose and I began to lose hope for our friendship because even though she was using me, I was oblivious at the time. The fight did separate us, and I was quite somber about the situation. However, this was when I realized all the things she had been doing wrong; all the things that I was better off without. The ending of our friendship for this period of time allowed me to reach this epiphany that I was my own person able to have my own friends, able to make my own decisions, able to be happy about my accomplishments. This sudden realization lifted the doleful weight from my shoulders, allowing me to become a much happier person with a new outlook on my life. Like I stated before, sometimes it takes us until we reach our lowest point to realize the journey that awaits, to regain the hope and strength that was lost

mistakes. Even at a young age, I would always hear my father tell me that I was in for a huge

Never did I think a horrible mistake would positively impact my life this much. During my short 17 years of life, I have overcome many obstacles that have now shaped me to who I am today. One of the first obstacles life ever threw my way was the changing of schools multiple times. I transferred schools three times in my life, which made keeping friends rather difficult. I first transferred to a new school when I was going into the 5th grade. I found this challenging because I was at my former school from 18 months old till 10, so it was all I knew. I was scared to acquire new friends, which now I find was the silliest idea to be afraid of. Once I found my niche at this new school, I made a huge mistake in life that altered my path forever.