She liked the fact that all Islamic women covered themselves and she even supported me when other kids taunt my religion. She told me her parents where a bunch of hardcore Christians and that she didn’t really believe in god like her parents did. With every friend came a theory and my friendship theory was that we wouldn’t last that long based on how different she was to me. most of the friendships I had only lasted about one month or two before they would move on. I thought that I could never be that good to have a friend that wasn’t one of my sisters, but this was unexpected.
I moved out of my parents’ home in March 2015 and it was probably one of the hardest things I have done. I was at first very excited about moving out and being on my own. Growing up with strict parents I was excited to be able to do what I wanted and make choices on my own. My excitement of living on my own was soon short lived because of my roommate, I realized
I had created a new life in the few short weeks that I had lived in Flagstaff. I found a family in the friends that I made, and wanted to see them again, ask them about their weekends and simply make sure that everything that I made was still there. My fears although real and still there, be it below the surface, are truly leaving. I never thought that I could feel safe and comfortable outside of the nice cushy box that I made for my self in the previous chapter of my life, but I stepped out. I ventured farther than anyone else in my family ever had gone.
Not many people would say yes to these questions. I know I certainly didn't when I was planning for college. When my mom told me that she wanted me to live in the dorm my freshman year, I was absolutely devastated. I had planned on having my own place. No matter how hard I tried to argue that a dorm was not a safe and healthy place for me to live, my mom came back with a never-ending list of why I should live in one.
How powerful those words are, to vow something to someone so entirely. She had never said those two words to anyone before, she was always scared she couldn’t keep a promise so she avoided those words at all cost. In this moment, though, she said them unconsciously, hoping for a red light somewhere in her mother’s vision. Her mother stopped stone cold in her step, stared at Lily for a second, and then dropped the knife down on the counter before falling to her knees. “I’m so sorry Lily, I didn’t mean to.
She got her own apartment and a job that paid more than she ever has made before in her life. When the time came around to apply to colleges, she decided to continue life on her own. She never went back to college and later figured out that her job would not support her forever. Overall, people who take a year off before going to college enjoy the “real world” too much and the majorities decide not to go to college. In addition, people can easily lose skills that they learned in high school when they take off school for a year.
She was hanging out with the well-known girls that didn 't like me, I then realized she had stopped being my friend for those girls. From that day on I pick and choose who to start hanging out with because not everyone can be a real and true friend. That 's why I have trust issues, because I told her everything and trusted her and she threw away our friendship like it was trash, when it was supposed to be cherished. I treated her as if she was my sister, but some people have little feelings and that there are people like me that will try their best to be a best friend, who wants a friend that 'll stand by me as I equally stand by them that anyone could wish
Maybe someone you have never spoken to has the same music taste and it has created a bond between the both of you. In the article from The Odyssey “Three Ways Music Impacts your Life” states,”Music has the ability to create relationships and close bridges between people…” When people come together because of music it creates a strong connection.” Music is powerful when it comes to bringing relationships together. Many people come together because of music and only music. People with the same music taste seem to have something in common that other people may not have. Some even say music is like a wake--up call.
Shattered Dreams in Stolen Party In the story "Stolen Party" written by Liliana Heker, a girl’s dreams are shattered by the bitter reality of her destiny. Rosaura spends most of her time trying to convince her mother, as well as everyone at the birthday party, that being an educated girl makes her an equal to everyone at the party. She feels great determination to become a part of her friend Luciana’s lifestyle even though it would be rebelling against her mother’s wishes. Rosaura almost believes she has accomplished this feat until she is harshly brought back to reality and faced with her position in life once again. It will be an impossible struggle to overcome the class status that she was born into with the many factors against her.