It was a sunny Sunday morning; the spring breeze was evident all around, the kind that says summer in on the way. My best friend called and offered to take me rock climbing up at Indian Hills, I was thrilled but timid. Waiting with anticipation I could hear the sound of his car coming, it was distinct in its own way because the muffler was on its last leg. He arrived in style, no not really. The paint of his car was peeling off and the smell of the exhaust filled the air with a horrible aroma. Every time I got in his car I felt embarrassed, but it was all right because he was the only one who could drive.
As we started up the 225 Highway we were following traffic along the twisting, turning road. Suddenly my best friend cursed under his
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Mark reached the top with ease and as he pulled himself up over the edge he looked down and yelled "Your turn." I approached the wall with anxiety; my right leg was shaking like it had its own mind. As I started to climb I thought to myself, wouldn’t this be much safer if I had a rope of some kind. About ten feet off the ground I looked down which was the first mistake I made. At that point I knew that there was no turning back and the only way I was going to get off this rock was to go up. With great determination I got about ¾ of the way up when I heard Mark yelling, "You are taking the wrong path!" I pressed myself against the wall so I could relax my arms; I could feel the rough surface of the rock against my face. The perspiration on my hands made the rock seem very slippery. Mark laid down on the granite slab and stuck his head over the side. With his guidance I started climbing again. As I approached the top I found myself with no where else to go. I couldn't see the last grip, I asked Mark, "Where's the last hold?" He pointed to a spot just above me and said, "You'll have to jump for it." Jump! “ I am not going to jump, are you crazy!� I screamed. Realizing that jumping was the only way to get off this cliff, I knew what I had to do. Mark put his hand at the point I had to jump to and said with great encouragement, “You can make it!� I nodded, then relaxed my arms and
I remember it like it was yesterday. My best friend and I, TJ used to always hang out together. We would take walks in the woods, play cars, ride bikes, and sometimes even play hopscotch; things normal kids would do. People thought it was strange to have a boy best friend, but it didn’t matter to me. He was great company on lonely days, and never gossiped about anything. He was the type of friend you could always count on. Little did I know that TJ would soon be gone.
I had just made it up the hardest part! “How was that?” I heard from below. “Pretty good.” I replied. After that, the rest of the climb should be easy. At least by comparison. I raced up the cliff, I could see the bell, all I had to do was ring it. “Slow down, I need catch up!” Silver yelled from the bottom, frantically pulling rope through the carabiner on his harness at the bottom. I only had ten more feet to go when I grabbed a loose rock. Everything seemed to go in slow motion. I looked at the rock in my hand, an inch thick and about a foot across. I realized that I was falling. I couldn’t let out a yell or say anything. I fell almost ten feet before I was jerked to a stop by the rope. I hit the cliff with a thump. I latched on to the first hand hold I could find, and stayed there until I collected
Down a gravel road that would destroy any low-rider, we drove. I was riding in the backseat bouncing up and down as if on a pogo stick. I looked out of the window to help ease my stomach only to see a wall of rock staring back at me. After a few seconds I bored of this sight, I looked forward and stared into the valley. It looked like the car was about to leap off the road and attempt flight but it was just another sharp turn. We continued to bounce down the road for what seemed like an eternity while being serenaded by Metallica. We finally arrived at the parking area, it wasn’t much of one at that but it had never been and it was full. We decided to take our chances and park on the side of the road. I hopped out of the car feeling like my
Have you ever had someone in your life who helped you figure out who you were? Someone who showed you the right path. Someone who was there right next you even if you did not take that path. Someone who always seemed to be right, but never held it against you when you were not. Someone whom without your life would most likely be entirely different. I have. Her name was Jessica.
My dearest Teekay, I'm going to tell you about how much your friendship means to me. I often tell you that you came in my life when I really needed a friend, however, I never told you why. I keep telling you how I will tell you but never did. Whenever we have a disagreement you always say that I don't trust anything you say about how you feel about me, that I feel every word you write or say to me is a lie. I can't agree in fact I feel its the opposite if you remember when we talk in the past I always comment on how kind you are or I'm happy to have met you, in fact, I say so much stuff I remember when you told me to be careful because people will take my kindness and use it against me. I can't thank you enough Teekay, We might have our disagreements and I'm going, to have to be honest, I don't know how far our friendship will go but I do hope it last for a very long time :)
Suddenly, we heard a loud “smash”. We looked around and we saw a small, grey Nissan driving off really fast. We all ran to my dads’ car. The
“Are we there yet?” I called from the back of our car, “Not yet bud.” my father yelled over the blasting radio. “Vroom, vroom, vroom.” the engine roared as my dad revved up the car. Every year we get in the car and we head to our cousins house in Utah. I was going to go get some snacks at the gas station. I didn’t even realize how sweaty my hands were until I touched the handle. I swiftly wiped my hands on my shorts and then hopped out of the car into the blazing hot outdoors. “Oh come on” I thought when I landed on the surprisingly hot concrete. I scrambled up and looked around to make sure none saw the embarrassing fall.
There are always people coming in and out of your life. It happens. It cannot be helped. Usually people would brag and talk about their current best friend; however, I feel that I should talk about a former friend of mine. He was very special to me because he changed me into the person I am today, even though he is not in contact with me anymore.
When you have a best friend, you notice the smallest things about them and what make them beautiful inside and out. They're little pet peeves and different faces they make to certain situations. In this situation, Emma Moesch is my best friend and i know pretty much everything about her. We spend so much time together that i can see these things and we have become the same person. We laugh the same and say the exact same words at the same time.. Everytime. To describe Emma will take awhile because she’s so unique and extravagant.
Growing up in a military family, I never had a plethora of friends. I would make friends, develop relationships with them, and then pack up and move within the span of a year or two. I often found myself alone while others had strong, friendships with their peers that flourished and blossomed over the years. However, that all changed when I moved to California before my freshman year of high school and met the one person who changed me for the better – my best friend Rachel. Our friendship was instantaneous; she helped me grow as a person and I helped her as well. To this day, we are still best friends who continuously help each other strive for the best. This type of friendship is one of virtue - the type of friendship preached about by Aristotle in Nicomachean Ethics. My friendship with Rachel was one of the best, most genuine friendships I have ever had.
A friend is someone that you trust and you enjoy spending time with. Everyone needs a friend because without friend life would be boring. Friends are important because they boost your happiness and reduce your stress. Friends are easy to find but a best friend is very hard to find. Best Friends are very important because they increase your self-confidence, you can share secrets, unlimited laughter, and adventures. To have a best friend you do not have to know them for a long time you just have to feel comfortable around them and trust them.
We all have someone or something that we love more than anything. For me, it was my dog, Madix. Madix was my best friend, he was the ray of sunshine in my life.
Growing up with not a lot of friends can be very tough. I remember the first true friend i had, was Brandon Payne. I met him in first grade since we rode the same bus, We were great friends. We sat next to each other during lunch, played together at recess, and we talked during class. A year went by and we were still the best of friends. Then one friday night in second grade he invited me over to house to spend the night. I was so excited! It was my first sleepover i have ever had and it was going to be the best time i ever had, i didn't know at the time i was going to regret coming over that day.
I wanted to take a moment and encourage all who are volunteering for Royal Family Kids Camp.
All any teenager would want is a best friend and I scoured the school trying to find that person.Tragically, I did find that individual and he was worth it, at the time.We hung out, we shared secrets and moreover, he took me to my first football game. We were friends for about 2 years and I realized that he was the best for me.