Friends

The book “Just Friends” was one I really enjoyed reading. One of my friends told me about this book so I decided to give it a try and read it. I am so glad I did because this turned out to be such an amazing book: it had you laughing because of silly things the friends would do, on the tip of your toes wondering what’s going to happen next, crying, and just about any emotion possible. This book was about two teenagers who met when they were 7 year olds and stayed best friends ever since then. They’re

When I was younger I always wanted a friend, a best friend, a friend that I could confide in and would always be there for me. Throughout the years I’ve had several male and female friends but none scared me as bad as my so called best friend my 12th grade year. In summer of 2007 I moved from Jackson to Crockett county because my mother got a divorce. At the time, I didn’t have my license so I could drive myself to school so I had to change schools. There was this girl named Nicole who lived down

Friends will come and go like the leaves of a breezy fall day. But some stick around even on the worst days. As the lights beam down on me at a Shippensburg soccer game with my best friend Izzy, a thought crossed my mind. What if we had never met? All of our memorable adventures we experienced together. Like Black Friday Shopping, Hersheypark, Sky Zone, and our trip to Baltimore together would have never happened. So I'm taken back to that wildcard day in third grade when I met Isabel Soliday.

Imaginary friends are common for kids to “play” with growing up, but in my case my imaginary friends were actual people who I just didn’t know. Growing up I learned I had two biological brothers that were adopted when I was one. I’d always dreamed about what it would be like to meet them and play with them. After sixteen years that dream became a reality. My mom had eight kids total but only three were biological. I grew up with my five half-siblings, two were older than me and three were younger

Losing friends, meeting new people, first job, first car, boyfriend, getting my license. Throughout the last four years of high school I’ve experienced a lot of new things and learned a lot on the way. I remember walking into school on the first day of freshman year; I was thinking that these are going to be a very long couple of years. I was wrong; these past four years have gone by so fast, so I guess my dad was right when he said they’d fly by. I think the one thing that I really learned is that

school. Those who didn’t get it, craved for it at least once in their school life. Luckily, in my case, I didn’t have to do much. It was pretty much served to me on a silver platter in kindergarten. I met my first best friend, Isha, in my first year in kindergarten and my second best friend, Prianka in school. We three schooled together. We would step out of class and go grab lunch, play together during sports class, sit together and gossip all day long. Our friendship was something many would crave for

Looking back, I remind myself that friends are temporary, but memories are forever. This was going to be our last night together, Cesli and I. Cesli Crum was my best friend that I met in third grade. That year came and went, and though in fourth grade Cesli was held back, we still vowed to always be best friends. Then, that winter of two thousand fourteen, her family decided to move away. I felt devastated, so my mom agreed to have Cesli over one evening right before she left. Thus that is what brought

When I first met that short, hyper, blonde, I had no idea how much she would impact people’s lives...including mine. Mallory will forever be one of my best friends, the strongest person I’ve ever known, and my role model. Without her, I never would have learned how truly important life is; and not just our own, everyone around us. I could see it in Mal, that love for everyone she came in contact with. She wanted every single person who met her to leave with a smile, I know I certainly did. When

Passing the mile marker, notifying me that Norfolk was right around the corner, thrilled me, but for some reason my palms were sweaty and I had butterflies doing loopty-loops in my stomach. I was on my way to visit Julia, one of my best friends at the time. The whole way there, in bumper to bumper traffic, I reflected on all of my memories with her, including playing on a fallen, rotten tree and pretending that it was milk chocolate shop. As little girls, we would dress up in glittery, razzled costumes

Best friends are a necessity to life. Who would you gossip to? Who would you tell your crush to? Who would comfort you in times of needs and sadness? Almost everyone at school has a best friend who they tell everything to, but what happens when the person you trusted most can’t be trusted anymore? What happens when your bestfriend isn’t your best friend anymore? To this day, I still feel a great amount of sadness thinking of this moment. Now, I feel like every best friend I have will just leave me