When I was in the sixth grade, an event happened where I saw who the person I called my best friend really was for the first time. We hope when the people we trust show their true colors those colors are of beautiful vibrancy. Faith and I were best friends since we first met in park league softball when I was in the second grade. Faith and I were constantly getting in trouble for talking during class. She was easy to talk to and there was never a dull moment, but perhaps the main reason I was friends with Faith was because I thought it was better to be friends with Faith then not because then you were her enemy. I never thought Faith would attempt to get me into serious trouble at school. This event that took place during my sixth grade year …show more content…
class Mrs. Greene announced to us, “It is cold outside so you can either stay in the gym or go outside.” Faith, Jessica, and I stood up from the black plastic bleachers (I left out some of the adjectives) to go outside. As I opened the door, the wind whipped around my bare skin and the leaves whirled along the ground. “It is freezing; I 'm going back inside,” I said. We were walking along the narrow hallway going back to the gym when we met Carlie. She gave us no room to walk by her so I retreated to the wall that way we wouldn’t collide into each other. I turned around and saw Carlie bump into Faith. “Move outta my way,” Faith screeched ferociously. Carlie looked at Faith with her eyes glaring (I took out the comma) but proceeded to walk onward down the hall. Jessica and I giggled. “What a retard,” Jessica remarked. We ventured up the bleachers, but before I could sit down I heard Faith say “Isn’t this that girl 's stuff” in a disgusted tone. “I have no idea.” I replied, wondering what she was planning. “Sit down here.” Faith requested as she picked up the petite brown leather purse. I cautiously sat behind her unsure of what to do. Faith began to rummage through the purse (I removed the comma) “What are you doing?” I asked shocked. “I am going through this purse, what does it look like I am doing?” Faith said, like it was a normal thing to do, to ogle through people 's belongings. I was surprised Faith would have such disrespect for someone to …show more content…
I did not think anything of being called out of class as I was not the one who stole the iPod and five dollars. Mr. Hannah, the school principal, met me at the door. “Get your stuff!” he demanded. I then asked the innocent question “Why?” In his mind, this made me a clear target. “Because I told you so!” he bellowed, making me feel as if I was an ant about to be squashed by a towering giant. His tall stature made me feel like I was being suffocated and his piercing dark eyes scrutinized me. “Faith told me that she, you, and Jessica stole that five dollars and an iPod.” The sense of the betrayal made me emotionally drained from nausea and disgust. (I split up the sentence) I couldn’t believe that I ever called Faith a friend who I trusted unconditionally. After I lied for her, she threw me under the bus with her at the first chance she got. I could feel the blood rush to my checks as my anger rose. Mr. Hannah was convinced I was lying and now believed that I was the mastermind behind all the acts of the misdemeanor. As we walked down the hallway, I pleaded that I tried to stop Faith from going through Carlie’s purse and violating her belongings. The walk felt as if traveling into an abyss where there was no turning back. (I took out the labeling) My palms were sweating as I struggled to hold my binder in my shaky hands. When we got to the room, I saw Faith sitting behind a desk, she
Sixth grader Jodee enrolled at a private academy and the first few months were without incident. Jodee reveled in having friends and tried to do everything right to stay in good standing. The trouble started when she called her mother to leave the party early. Jodee begged her mother not to tell her what was going on with the twelve-year-olds—but they were all caught in the act. Monday morning at school she found her favorite suede shoes floating in a toilet bowl of urine with a note attached—“Bitch, this is just the beginning.”
The essay The Priceless Lesson in Humility reminded me a similar story of my ex best friend, and gave me a lesson about the prejudice can lose your mind and everything you love. Throwback time, she and I were friends from primary school until high school, so there is no need to say how close we were. We have been through everything even the toughest time. I have to admit that occasionally I loved her more than my parents. However, our friendship ended up when we turned 9th grade, and I still could not believe that is true. At that time, I made more friends and had fun with them, and I felt more interesting when I stayed with them. My new friends started talking about her behind her back
Then on January 18th we started texting about our issues. My friend had not been very nice lately, and she had changed since she was my buddy in crime in elementary school. So, we started texting about our issues. I was about to send the text, “Gtg”, and go downstairs for dinner, when she sent a text saying, “I don’t think we should be best friends anymore.” As soon as the text lit up on my phone screen, I started sobbing. I was heartbroken, destroyed, and most of all, disappointed. My best friend since 2nd grade had told me she didn’t want to be my best friend anymore, and ever since then, it really did feel like that. I was lucky if I ever felt that we were just acquaintances. This text devastated me. In most situation, if you make a friend in early elementary school, usually you’re friends and you stay friends forever, and get closer year by year. But, in my case, that fate did not happen. My best friend turned around on me and said she didn’t want to be my best friend anymore. So I realized that even though friends can promise things, you never know what will happen to a friendship five years in the future, but if friends are loyal to you, a friendship could last a
I was in a stage of shock. I really thought she was going to blame me for taking the cookies. “I was hungry and I didn’t think I could wait for dinner to be done cooking. I took the cookies without asking. I’m sorry momma.” Samantha’s story sounded so fake but, I went alone with it. “It’s okay sweetheart. Next time just let me know and we can fix the problem. You did break the rules and I want you take out the trash tonight and tomorrow.” Mom commanded. Wait, is that all she has to do? I yelled in an angry voice.
“Hands up where I can see them!” Hollered the cop as he makes his way towards Summer. He snatches her bag from her hand that contained 15 beers and drugs. “You’re under arrest, underage drinking, illegal use of drugs, on the streets intoxicated! Do you realize what you could have done to yourself?” the cop asked. Summer realized how big of a problem she was in and how dangerous the situation was, tears began to run down her face. Summer felt the handcuffs nearly cutting off the circulation of her wrist because of how tight the police officer locked them. Being placed in the police car backseat, Summer thinks about her mom and how she lied by saying nothing bad was going to happen and she wasn’t going to do anything. Not only did Summer realize she disappointed her mom but she also disappointed
Have you ever had a friend who you really trusted and then suddenly something is different about them? This seems to be an average problem for most teenagers. After all, if people are going to change, they most likely change in high school. But what do you do when your friend starts acting strangely? How are you going to respond when they tell you that you have been replaced? Martin Luther King Jr. said “In the end, we will not remember the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends”. This means that after all we go through; our friends are still a huge impact in our lives. One of the biggest problems that an average teenager goes through is when their ‘best friend’ starts thinking that they’re too good for their friend or that they have more important people in their life; but you can deal with this in three different way; (1) ignore our friends actions and what there are doing, (2) confront them and ask them about it, or (3) just to start avoiding their ‘best friend’.
Six months ago I decided that I needed an animal companion. I did a lot of research about Maltese dogs. I looked through the internet to learn if that was the right dog for me. After I was done with my research about Maltese, I looked through newspaper ads and visited the animal shelter to see if I could find one. I came upon an ad in the newspaper for some six month old Maltese puppies, which a lady was selling.
We listened as Mrs. DeCostia enumerated the names of those involved. “Kat, Tara, Kelly, Alexis, Rob, Joe, Matt, and John.” She announced with annoyance. How is it that all my friends got in trouble for the greatest prank in Fairfield’s 75 year history, but my name was left off that prestigious list? I watched my friend’s proud faces as they walked to the front of the room and I laughed as I heard Matt say “So you caught the people, who perfectly reconstructed your room on the roof of the school, but you will never know who the genius behind it was, and as long as that stays a secret, we’ve done our job.” Then Mrs. DeCostia grabbed him by the shirt collar and dragged him outside. Soon there was a wave of people standing and clapping for their hero, the only person to show Mrs. DeCostia what a horrible person she really was. Apparently since my name had been left off the list, they had no intention of revealing it. But still I got the greatest prize of all, even better than being called up there with them: knowing that it was my idea to take every item out of her room and put it on the roof. There was a loud slamming of the door and soon the classroom fell silent. “Whose idea was it?” shouted Mrs. DeCostia. She was answered by silence. “I’ll ask one more time: Whose idea was it?” She said, speaking ever so slowly to ensure he understood. This time she was answered by a deep voice that could only be recognized as John’s. “You’re never gonna know so you might as well give up now.” “Oh, I will find out and when I do that person will be expelled! Now who is it?” Then in a voice that always seemed to say “What are you looking at?” Kat said “Listen lady, I don’t know who you think your dealing with but you’re never gonna know. We’re like...
Have you ever wondered how something so little could affect your life so much? Well on June XX, 199X, a beautiful baby girl was born with big brown eyes crystal clear yet pure in color. Gentle skin and soft brown hair, this sweet infant would soon become the most important thing in the world to me. The opportunity to influence the life of my sister will probably be the most worthwhile experience I will ever encounter. Starlin is an important person in my life because, she has taught me so much, she is my best friend, and I know I can always count on her.
I have met many people so far in this life, but the person I enjoy remembering the most is my husband Jeff. He was born and raised in Tennessee. He is six feet tall, weighs two hundred sixty seven pounds,he has dark brown eyes, and such a nice smile. His hair is jet black with just a few silver and white strands throughout. He is a very big and strong character of a man. And yet he is the most gentle, kind and caring man that I have ever met. Jeff has a sexy southern drawl to his voice. The one person who has influenced my life greatly is my husband, the first reason being because of his positive attitude, his intelligence, and the way he expresses his love.
When I was young, I drew a picture of my mother. It was her standing in a yard with a house in the background. It wasn't our house, and my mother looked like anyone but herself. Dressed entirely in green, with green hair and a green expression on her green face, she stood in front of a green two-story house surrounded by a green landscape. Green was her favorite color, and I wanted to make a surprise out of the drawing for her.
Everyone needs a best friend in her lifetime. She needs somebody that she can trust and go to with her problems. A best friend should be there for you all the time, no matter what the situation may be. In my case, I have known my best friend for my entire life. My best friend happens to be my younger sister, Brittany. She is only thirteen months younger than I am, so we are very close. Having Brittany as my best friend has made me into the person I am today. She has taught me how to trust people, how to resolve my problems, and how to open up and express my feelings.
Have you ever wondered why your best friend is actually your best friend? Is it just because you have known them all of your life? Or is it simply because you just like to hang out with them? My best friend is as unique as they come. I have watched and admired his way of life over the past eight years. My friends' name is Mike Linn. Mike and I met in the sixth grade. He immediately stood out to me. There was just something about him that caught my eye. He had short messy brown hair as if he had just rolled out of bed and he was wearing a yellow Nautica t-shirt that glared at you as if you were looking directly into the sun. He had on a pair of cream colored cargo shorts and a pair of sneakers from Wal-Mart. He was the typical sixth grader everyone could imagine. From that moment on we have had many great and memorable times.
Growing up in school you have your friends in 1st, then in Jr. High, and then when you get to high school you might not even know or see your friends from 1st grade anymore. For the few people who’s had a friend from 1st grade till college I think that someone they need to hold on to because if they stuck with you through all them year I know they’re there for the right reason and there not just there for a season. As Elizabeth Dunphy says, “It’s the little things that matter, that add up in the end, with the priceless thrilling magic found only in a friend.”
Life is strange. I never thought that I would consider my one time enemy, my "best" friend. The first time I met my best friend was in the sixth grade. We both played on the same youth basketball team. We were both arrogant and bratty kids, who thought that the world revolved around us. With that much personality, problems were bound to happen. We made fun of each other and occasionally got into scuffles. Fortunately like all humans, we grew up and found a common bond that grew into a friendship.