My Best Friend

“We had him for two years at the high school. He was a good boy, a good young man,” Parker said. “Everybody liked him. He was a pleasure to be around.”

He'd gotten tall, muscular, played sports for the school, and generally hung out with some of the slacker kids. That wasn't to say his grades were bad, they just could have been all A's if he actually cared to try. A healthy blend of A's, B's, and a C every now and then for spice was good enough for him. He had a generally friendly face, strong features, a quick smile, and warm brown eyes. With most people he could flash a smile, run his fingers through his soft brown hair, and offer an apologetic shrug to disarm them. He wasn't as good at playing people as she was, but his personality was disarming. People could hardly believe how bitter he could be when she was

While most people celebrate life on their birthday, the world’s energy had other plans for my cousin Eli. He was my best friend, but life’s struggles led him to a dark place. His story can help others learn to focus on the better things in life. We met through my step brothers when I was eight and he was twelve. Eli was my step brother cousin, so he became my step cousin we bonded right away. We played video games and played basketball. As time went on we got older and time got harder. Our parent became poor, so we had to get things on our own. We started working together on the block doing things like cutting grass and washing cars.

I love watching TV. When i was young i watched shows that told me that everyone had to have a “best friend”. So, of course, when i started going to school i wanted a “best friend”. But from my experience having a “best friend” isn’t as exciting as it sounds.

Aletha C. Middleton once stated, “God picks the perfect flowers and lets the others grow, He takes the sweetest blossoms for they are ready to go.” My best friend, Stephanie Elysse Inman, suddenly and unexpectedly passed away on Friday, October 28th, at 11:48AM. Not a day goes by that Stephanie is not on my mind. Her death has taught me many life lessons, but the most important lesson was to live each day to the fullest.

Starting the first day of school, or mine, if you ask. Coming back after New Year’s, 2nd grade, I must fit in, and not be alone. Wearing my coordinated outfit, a red plaid sleeved shirt topped with a black graphic shirt, matching along with a plaid (black) skirt, and red plaid leggings. The awaitning of walking into the school, the dirastic of changes in my routine. The feeling of being alone with no friends to confort, but a fresh start awaits for me into a new life, only 30 minutes away form my old home. Can’t bear to enter the curious and trntorouse place that lays there waiting for me. Standing outside my classroom door. Not able to meet my teacher because of a person problem the week before starting, I was confused and nervous. With my parents beside me, the feelin g of my teacher, mrs. Kruis, walking up to the door. Welcoming me in, with clessmates glazing at me there being, 36 fresh and judging new eyes, waiting to get to know me or waiting to curopte me into something I am not. My paretns telling me good bye, as I walk deeper into my class. Taking my seat behind a kid named, keegan a boy wearing pink socks, sat their looking straight as his seat could not see mine, he was facing he rbaord.

My most difficult moment would have to be when I lost my best friend. It taught me fear, anger, and sadness. It taught me that anything I will ever come to know and love will soon some day die. Yes it is sad, isn’t it? It all started December 7th, 2007. For my golden birthday, I got this beautiful cockatiel bird. It was yellow with grey and white feathers and it even had some feathers sticking up on his head. It had red cheeks, a beautiful little whistle, and little cute feet that made him walk like a grandpa. I named it Marvo. Yes, I know, it is a silly name, but ever since I could talk, I remember asking for a pet. When I finally got Marvo, I was one of the most happiest people alive. I remember I would always play with him when I got home. I don’t remember how old he was, but I do remember when he was a baby, he would eat baby bird food. He was the one person I loved the most. I treasured and cared for him more than most people care for their pets. I would pick up all his messes when I would not even pick up mine. He taught me responsibility and what it was like to raise someone. It was not a perfect job, but it was a good job. I remember training him, when he had to go to the bathroom to fly to his cage. I also remember when one time he went to the bathroom with my mom, he hid and my mom got in the shower. He had to go to the bathroom so he went on the real toilet, I was so proud of him. He was the best, he would like my mom more thought, he would follow her

To speak two different languages is such a impressive trait to have. One of my best friends is bilingual and she amazes me. Her name is Evelyn and I met her four years ago. I was eleven when we first met and she was ten. She lives in Montevideo, Uruguay. I made the long and dreadful trip back there when I was thirteen. It was like a gigantic family reunion. I went back again just a month ago, this time being fifteen years old. In an peculiar way, it feels like we have grown up together. Getting to visit her, her inspiring family, and prodigious church has been one of the most encouraging things in my life.

They say that dogs are a man’s best friend, while it’s true, man is also a dog’s best friend. Humans and dogs benefit from each other, one takes care of and nurtures while the other provides companionship and protection. I’ve always believed in this with dogs that have come into my life which is why I do my best to make sure they enjoy the most out of the life they have. To my dogs, I will always have been in their life since day one, but to me they will unfortunately only be in a small part of it. My dogs have been my best supporters and motivation to continue to carry on with my life when times are tough, because their life is about dedicating their love and attention to me so I would like to give that back to them as well.

He was my childhood best friend.Our friendship was above any other relationships.Nothing could disunite us not even our parents.We had different embodiment, but we had the same understanding and knowledge.We used to deceit to our parent to hang out frequently.We were ready to demise and assassinate anyone for particular, that’s what acquaintance do…We were kinda like that.And of course, we would sit with our best companion and not miss day to troll a teacher and make some pandemonium. And, yeah, of course, if he’s not coming to school, I am not going either.

With the knowledge I have of my best friend Cole Haverland, I thought I knew him so well because of our long lasting, never ending best friendship. He is an amazing genuinely good friend that will always be there for me when I need him or when he thinks I need him and he showed me that he will forever be my friend and help me in a time of need without thinking.

TJ Graves is not your average 21 year old, not many people can say they are 21 and driving a race car. Last summer, TJ went from being just a driver on a race track to someone I can call my best friend. At the time, I had never talked to him - that night in august changed my life for ever.

Everyone knows that person that is out of the ordinary. The type of person that makes sure every moment is special in a creative way. That person for me was Drew. He was my closest friend in high school. Someone I always wanted to be around and spend time with. If I had the time, I would be with him. Drew always knew how to put a smile on someone's face (especially mine). If I was upset, I knew he was the person to call. I always saw Drew as my best friend and nothing more. That slowly started to change as time went on. Drew was two years older than I was. He had to make decisions faster than I did. Decisions like where to after graduation and who to take to prom. We always joked about the "what if's" like if we dated or if we went to prom together; but never actually thought it would become a real thing.

Bang! I woke up to the sound of the garbage man slamming the heavy garbage can to the ground. Every Saturday I woke up to that same sound except this Saturday was a special one. It’s the day I had been waiting for, for about two months, now my trip to Madagascar! I was fortunate enough to be going for fourteen spectacular days with my best friend Colin. Colin had been my best friend for as long as I can remember. I had made so many great memories with him and I can’t wait to make more. He is the definition of a perfect friend with his funny and outgoing personality. We were staying at this premium all inclusive resort, which had endless fresh caught shrimp and squeezed tropical juices! Colin had always rambled about wanting to go somewhere exotic so we decided to explore a part of the world we had never seen for our Christmas break. Also it was a nice bonus to get away from the windy city of Chicago which was starting to get colder in the winter months. I heard a knock on my door and rushed down the stairs of my apartment. I could see Colin’s broad and short figure through the frosted glass of my door. He came in and we feasted on some Cheerios and fruit, It was going to be a very long flight from Chicago to Madagascar and we didn’t want to be hungry on the plane. The adrenaline rushing through his body was evident to me. Oh, I forgot to mention we were taking Colin’s parent’s private jet. The clock read nine-thirty and our flight took off at eleven so we decided to pack

Even though he was incredibly smart, he purposely aimed for average grades. Even though he 's a natural athlete, he tries not to stand out in sporting events. Even though he could 've been really attractive if he put a little effort in his appearance, he chose not to.