It Goes On I have been friends with my best friend ever since third grade. She helped me cheat on a spelling test and we got caught. We became inseparable best friends through our punishment of writing “I will not cheat” on the blackboard one hundred times each. Since then, she’s been my rock and likewise. We have always been there for one another when one of us needed someone. One day in the sixth grade, she showed up on my doorstep with heartbreak written all over her face. She burst into tears and told me her “world was falling apart.” I realized the situation was much more dire than getting into a fight with one of her siblings. Her parents were getting a divorce. At the time, I didn 't fully understand what she was telling me or why she was so upset over this, that is until the very thing happened to my family. After the conversation with my best friend, she went home to her now, broken family. I begged my dad to make a promise to me, “Promise me that you and mom will never get a divorce.” Reluctantly, he reassured me that he and my mom wouldn’t split up, ever. Looking back, ...
Being the second oldest of eight children, there was never a dull moment in our house. Personality differences were common but the love we had for each other was obvious. With this being said, I am the only child out of those eight that has not only graduated high school but I am now working towards my Bachelor Degree in Elementary Education. We were a poor family and education was not on the top of the list of priorities. The first four of us were like stair-steps and seven years later came another set of stair-step children. My closest sister, Evie, was deaf and my mother sent us both to a school for the hearing impaired to ensure someone could communicate with her. I have fond memories of this school and the time Evie and I were able
My friends are very important to me and without them I do not think I would be where I am today. My second real friendship began in the middle of my freshman year of high school. I had been introduced to someone who later became one of my two best friends, Michelle Zabuska, by someone in my Theater class. Some time later, as a result to a major fight caused by a mutual friend of ours, I realized that I had to be careful with whom I trusted. It was Michelle who pointed out a quote from one of our favorite television shows, Felicity, that I realized she was my true friend in every aspect of the word. I started to look at my...
Everything is perfectly fine, everything is great, then one day it all comes crashing down and shattered pieces are left. My life would never be the same but I guess change is for the best and it forced me to become the person I am today. It’s rough to be the oldest child, especially when your mom is diagnosed with stage 4 cancer and you have 3 younger sisters that look to you for comfort when their mom can’t be there. When the cancer is spread throughout your moms body doctors can’t just get rid of it no matter how badly you wish they could. Rounds of chemotherapy only slow it down, yet it’s still there a lurking monster waiting to reappear at any given moment. Nothing can even begin to describe the fear I felt, and still have to deal with today, but something happened where I could be there for others. What would Sheridan think, or what would 8 year old Lane think if they saw me cry? I had to be Strong not only for me, but for my other family members.
My own experiences with friendship is a very personal thing. I can count my real, long-term friends on one hand. I have only experienced this level of true friendship with one man, my father. With me, he is honest and I look up to him and admire him for what he’s done.
growing up and the many times she’s comforted me through tough times has formed me into the
Usually a best friend or frenemy is someone that has been known for quite some time, and possibly from childhood into adulthood. A best friend doesn’t happen overnight. For someone to be a best friend, they must first know just about every detail about the other person, maybe even more than the other person knows about themselves. They have been through good times and bad, ups and downs, and helped the other through everything. They have given them a part of themselves selflessly and willingly. The phrase “they would give you the shirt off their back” would be an understatement. A frenemy on the other hand is similar in a lot of ways, but also very different at the same time. These are the friends people really need to look out for, but are the hardest to distinguish. Frenemies will act like very good friends to others, but in reality they are taking advantage of your friendship in all the wrong ways. These “friends” are definitely people to look out for if you can, and avoid at all costs. They may seem like the greatest people, but once you ...
I’d just gotten off the bus from school and was in a good mood, excited even because I had a field trip the next day. As soon as I walked in the door I was whisked away to run errands with my mom and it was just like any other day. Then she got a phone call in the car. It wasn’t unusual but this time when we pulled into a store’s parking lot she got out and asked me to wait. So I sat back and waited while she walked a little ways away to talk. When she came back to get me she was quiet and when we walked through the store and I begged her for all the usual toys and snacks she didn’t say no, she just put them in our basket and moved on. I didn’t notice that then, only when I relived the day later on did I realize all she’d done. When we finally got home she brought me and my sister up to her bedroom together and broke the news.
As a child, I felt that having friends was the most significant cause in who I am today. Throughout my life I have had many friends who have influenced me in numerous ways, but now most of them have become distant acquaintances. Although the majority of these people have very little communication with me now, only a few childhood friends continue to still be a part of my life now. The most frequent is my first and best friend, Matt.
It was a Friday, December 22nd, 2017. Both my aunt and my mom were driving home, in separate cars. They worked at the same place, after work one of them would call each other everyday and they would talk while they drove home. My mother said “Me, my mom, and my sister used to have each other, there was no dad in the picture, and now it’s just me” I teared up when she said that, that is such a sad thing to hear your mother say.
From the shattered glass windows of Jewish shops to the poorly propped-up tents of Rwandan refugee camps, the violence perpetrated by a dominant ethnic group can destroy entire villages. Khaled Hosseini, born in Kabul, Afghanistan, experienced these ethnic tensions first hand as a young Pashtun, and the negative attitudes he witnessed against Hazaras found their way into his best-selling novel, The Kite Runner. In Hosseini’s book, published in 2003, the carving on the pomegranate tree becomes a reminder of Amir and Hassan’s friendship. Like the friendship, the carving initially brings positive memories to Amir, but as Amir selfishly suppresses his knowledge of Hassan’s rape, the carving quickly becomes a detested memory. Not until Rahim Khan encourages Amir to rescue Sohrab, Hassan’s son, does the carving represent an opportunity for Amir to redeem his broken friendship.
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
One day I was going through my deleted voicemails when I found one from my grandmother that she had left me during the first week of school. In this voicemail she said, “Hi Miss Maggie, I was wondering how your first week is going? I heard you are having a tough time, just remember the hardest times often lead you to some of the greatest moments. I love you call me back later.” I lost that voicemail when my old phone broke, but I often found myself listening back to that. I know she probably wasn’t the first person to ever say that, but having those words come from her in that point of my life really changed my perspective on
Good friends are wonderful. They're there to support you and to help you. They make you laugh and feel good. I'm lucky, I have three very good friends. Sure, I have lots of other friends. But these three people, I would take a bullet for.
The most important event in my life, didn’t even happen to myself, but happened to my older sister, Becky. The reason I am writing about her is because the things that have happened to her and the things she has done in the past have affected me tremendously as well as my family. Her life used to be filled with nothing else but drugs, stealing, and lying. My family has never been the same since then.
When I was a young girl in elementary school I developed a friendship with a girl that lived a block from me. We began visiting each other’s homes every day. Having sleep overs, riding the bus together and even sitting with each other during lunch. We developed a friendship that couldn’t be broken. It didn’t matter that I was African American and she was Caucasian her whole family made me feel like I was one of their own. While I didn’t know much about anything and didn’t really know what family meant I learn it from her family. She taught me how to line dance and I learn to love his strange music that was peaceful and full of love called country music. It had a way of making your feel happy when you were down. We formed a bond and became best friends she was the only friend I had and I remember when her other friends came to visit I grew kind of jealous because I thought they would take her away from me and I would be all alone again so I became distant. She was such a great friend and for somehow she knew what was bothering me without me even having to say anything so she told me that it shouldn’t worry we will always be friends and it’s okay to have more than one best friend. She was so wise for her age I use to think to myself. As I grew older my mother and siblings and I moved out of town and I lost connection with her but with the increased technology like Facebook we have reconnected. I believe attraction played a major part on us becoming friends. Our friendship started on the school bus on the ride home from school. A couple of bullies started picking on her because of her freckles and fi...