Descriptive Essay About Jealousy

The Monster Within

Laughter echoed throughout the car as we traveled down the highway. It was a gorgeous mid-summer morning, the tank was full of gas and our parents had given us permission to go wherever we pleased. We got lost on a dusty back road that rarely saw people, ended up somewhere in Idaho, got trapped in a rain storm, and laughed until tears rolled down our cheeks. Those are the types of memories I choose to hold on to. When you are younger, you think nothing will ever come between you and your best friend. Unfortunately, sometimes you are forced to learn that jealousy is a stronger manipulator than you ever imagined possible.

I strode into my high school Art class which was my last period before lunch. I snagged my supplies

To be honest, I don’t know why I laughed. Maybe because Anne was my best friend and she would never start a rumor like that. Maybe it was because Meth seemed like such a ridiculous thing to try and accuse someone of using but still I laughed either way. As I stopped laughing, I could tell by the look on every ones face at the table that Connie was telling the truth, that my best friend just destroyed our friendship.

Rage consumed me, it burned in my stomach and I swear I could feel my temperature rising. It felt like a living, breathing organism trying to claw its way out of me and yet I went completely numb. I just sat there the whole class period. I didn’t work on my art project nor did I think about what Connie had just told me. Pain took over as I stared at this little drawing carved into the table top. I admired the beauty of the lines that formed the woman in a dress that clung to her body. As silly as it sounds, that little carving is what kept me sane throughout the remainder of the

Jealous for being first soprano, for her talking me into trying out for the school play and getting the part that she wanted and for dating a guy that she secretly had a crush on. She wanted the things that she thought had come so effortlessly to me, the things that she had worked so hard to get and yet hadn’t accomplished. Her actions that day made me appreciate the people I love and the hectic day to day life that I had because they helped me cope, but they were also the things that drove us apart.

Many years later Anne apologized for the rumor she started and the problems it had initiated, but, the damage she had done altered the way I regarded her as a person and the way I viewed jealousy. That day I learned that you should never covet the things that others have, their accomplishments, nor should you try and break someone down just to build yourself up. Jealousy will not get you what you crave, it will demolish you and the people you