The Most Deadliest Place Of All Middle School

“A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself” (Jim Morrison). Friends are not made easily because no one is the same as each other. Yet we can be alike each other. Not only do the jocks fit together as friends, but the outcast kids do also. For example, in the book Staying fat for Sarah Byrnes by Chris Crutcher, Sarah Byrnes and Eric are alike. “‘My best friend. I [Eric] stayed fat a whole year for her" (Crutcher 7). Both teenagers are outcasts of their school because Sarah is seen as ugly and Eric is overweight. Since they are both outcast students, they learn off each other and protect each other. They do this by staying together through that hard times. Sarah and Eric both go through rough patches, yet Sarah faces danger

Today I am talking about how my best friend and I met. My best friend’s name is Sydney Rott. The story of how we met is a cliché but I am going to explain it anyway. We didn't know each other up until my Sophomore year and her Junior year. I decided I wanted to go out for the tennis team, even though I have never really played before, I still decided to join. Sydney was the number one player for the Harrisburg Tennis Team. I thought that she was a brat when I first met her, but as time went on I started to like her.

Basically best friends. We would Facetime and message each other every day. Time flies by and it’s 8th grade. Everyone had already formed their cliques. Hannah and I weren’t in the same clique, and didn’t sit at the same table. Hannah wasn’t very popular and hung out with the “lame people.” I encouraged Hannah to sit with me. My friends were absolutely rude and mean about it at first, but then they got to know her and she felt like she belonged. I felt overjoyed for her. One day, something terrible had happened in math class. These two kids named Joey and Peter who were popular jocks, called this girl named Brianna ugly. It was because Brianna stood up for this kid named Eric, who was being bullied by them. Hannah told them that it wasn’t nice. Then they continually called her loser and dumb until she started crying. Hannah went up to me and I asked her what was wrong. She told me what had happened, and I felt so anxious. What I was going to do took guts. I marched over with my friend Adaora. “Stop it! Bullying isn’t okay! Shut up!”“Yeah, cut it out. It’s not cool. You’re hurting her feelings.”, Adaora said. They then stopped and were quiet the whole class period. Hannah was about to leave school, but I told her that I was always going to be there for her, no matter what happens. I felt courageous. It beyond doubt made our friendship so much stronger knowing that we would always be there for each

Laurier is a school of over 1500 students. It is important that the building is kept adequately clean to prevent students from getting sick. Some places in the school that are overlooked by the caretakers, might have the most bacteria.

Throughout the years of high school we always had about two or three classes together. But that year was different we only had one class. She was still my friend so of course we still would hang out. But one day Asia and I were walking to class together talking about our upcoming birthdays and what we were thinking about doing. She was born on September 29, 1997 and mine is on October 3rd but I was born a year before her. Her birthday was the next week so she was really excited, I couldn’t stop her from talking about it every day in class. No sooner than that I haven’t talked to her on that weekend because her phone was off. On Sunday my other friend Tianna (yes we have the same name spelled differently) called me crying hysterically and I was trying to figure out why and what was wrong. She finally comes out and tells me Asia was being sent to the hospital I asked why but she doesn’t know. I told her that she needed to calm down and that Asia did have asthma maybe she could have had a bad attack or something. But most likely she was going to be alright because she was a very strong girl. She was probably going to be back in school Tuesday or Wednesday. We hung up and I prayed that everything was going to be alright and she was going to make it

Around this time my freshman year (holy crap... that's two years ago) I only had a handful of friends and now not much has changed. Except I've weeded through the fake ones and brought in the good ones... but there is only one person who has stuck through all of these two years filled with the drama of boys, girls, school, home and siblings and we still talk and hang out the same way we did back then... (well minus the fact that we both have jobs and responsibility and don't hang much outside of school. But if we had the time we would.) And that person is you Kellie. I may be friends with Sav and Ana... but they aren't you. They weren't here during the bad times or the good times but you were. You always are and I know I'll never be able to

People think a friendship is just knowing a person or understanding them but isn't just that, it is way more than just that. Friendships are a lifetime thing that can come and go any second of the day. You have to be committed to a friendship unless your friend won’t trust you, or even believe in you. I’ve learned this from experience, and it sucks having your friend ditch you for someone else who is cooler and more popular than you. Friendships are hard to choose the right person to experience it with, but I have found the perfect person for the job, Morgan Jean Doetsch. Morgan is my best friend.

Looking back it all started in fifth grade. I stepped out of the car on a frigid November morning and walked to the door. The doorbell echoed until my friend came to the door. The strong aroma of smoke filed out of the house as she opened the door. She grabbed her backpack and we raced to my dad’s car. We jumped into the backseat and we were off. The school day brought forth many hardships for my friend. She never seemed to understand anything we learned and I knew her parents weren’t any help. They were rarely home to begin with. I decided I was going to teach my friend everything we learned. I invited her over after school and we worked on our assignments together. I noticed that when we got our tests back she did superior to her previous

For about 4 years, I had a best friend, but in my 5th grade year, I felt her slipping away. I remember it being just a regular day, and my class went out to the playground, so I walked down the stairs, turned, and found my friend

When I say we were best friends, I mean we’re like sisters. Inseparable. Never seen apart, always together whether it is at school, the mall, camp or anywhere else, we were attached at the hip. We spent every night after school together and slept over at each other’s house every possible weekend. I went to her for everything. Clothing advice, boy advice, family drama, literally anything, she was there and the same went for her. We were each other’s persons. The more I look back on our friendship the more I realize I became very dependent on her. It came to the point where every decision I was making, I always valued and counted on her approval. I was definitely not independent because of how much I depended on her. She was basically my leader, and I was her follower. When it came to socializing or making some new friends, she had to be friends, she had to be friends with them too. If I didn’t get

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

The importance of a women’s friendship is to provide a special bond, support system, and everlasting memories so that a concrete relationship will continue to grow and expand throughout a lifetime. According to the Merriam-Webster Dictionary, friendship is defined as “the quality or state of being friendly.” This definition means that a friend is truly someone who is caring and is willing to go out of their way to impact and change one’s life. Friendship truly signifies caring, impact, and the ability to change one’s life through tools such as stories and memories. My story is about my best friend named Jessica. This is about a time where I was stressed in my freshman year of highschool. Out of everyone, she was the first one to give me guidance and keep my mind off of school stress. In addition, she taught me to start living life and let things go. In conclusion, from this experience, I have learned so much about my true passions as well as developed a close-knit relationship with someone I can call a true friend.

I had moved every four years of my life from the time I was two years old to fifteen. By the time I had finished elementary school I had developed a less than permanent outlook on how friendship works. You meet someone you like, you get to know them long enough to become close, and then your family moves to a new town, city, state, region of the country; and you start all over again. It wasn’t until tenth grade that I would gain my first “full-time” friend. She liked to read, mostly stayed under the radar, but was known for being very

We all have friendships with everyone. To some people, they have deep friendships while others just use and abuse their friends. We shouldn’t abuse our friends, we should care for our friends. They’re all important! Friends can provide support, comfort, and help and even have fun with each other. When I look for friends, I make sure that they possess many qualities. Some traits I look for in a friend is that they’re kind, honest, trustworthy and accepting of my unique ideas. I have many people that fall under this category, but for this essay, I have decided to write about one who stands out. Her name is Aria.

Jean has been a friend of mine that I met in 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 was quite yet outgoing and Jean was lively and animated. People wondered how we could be so opposite, yet great friends. Our friendship continued to grow and we became best friends. Throughout the years we talked about her relationships and my relationships. We trusted each other with private issues 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 to its completion.