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, ...
As a small 5th grader not much sense came out of my parents divorce. Lots of confusion mixed in with an underlying sadness that I was too shy to show because I couldn’t stand the thought of making my mother cry. But it hurt. I took these emotions and bottled them up hopes that things would go back to normal
Our dad had died of a heart attack. Even though they were divorced at the time of his death I could tell it had hit her hard. After she told us it was as if a shield she’d been holding had crumbled and she had cried with us at her side. Now our mom was to fully take on the role of a single mother of two young children, not to mention our older siblings she still had to worry about with the oldest still in college and the other moving across the country. When I look back to these days after his death I begin to notice things my mom did for us that I mightn’t have even blinked at then. I didn’t realize yet just how much she did and is doing. After that I really looked closely at all that she does and decided my mom truly is my personal Michigan hero.
I saw her cry so many times throughout the last two years of high school and every time I did I’d always make sure to go over to her house after softball practice. I always wanted to make sure she was okay and if I couldn’t go over I would call her after and just listen and let her vent. The first time I decided to go over was pretty nerve wracking because we weren’t entirely friends yet. We talked and laughed together in class and I would come over to work on homework with her but it wasn’t ever for anything not school related so I was really uncertain on coming over unannounced. I eventually made up my mind and picked up whataburger meals with milkshakes and went over. I didn’t know what I was expecting but it certainly wasn’t what I saw because when I got there she looked completely fine and I was expecting some form of emotional mess. This was a type of Atypical dissonance because I had begun to expect her to be crying all the time but as I got to know her I learned that her parents weren’t really involved in her personal life and they always expected perfection. I finally realized that all those times I saw her crying at school were because she wasn’t able to cry at home. Eventually after realizing this and I knew she was upset I would pick her up and we’d get food from the drive-thru so we could sit in the car, talk, and
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
growing up and the many times she’s comforted me through tough times has formed me into the
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...
My dad walked over to the coach who I had barely just met, and pretty much let her know, “She’s on the team? She’s your problem now.” She said, “Ok” and quickly became everything to me. I remember one morning, she pulled me out of computer class where I was busy throwing paper balls at the long term substitute, I had not shown up to the track meet the night before and she wanted to know what had happened, we sat on the stairs and talked, and then she held me as I sobbed. I was tired of fighting and I was exhausted. She’s the reason I made it out of high school alive, she’s the reason I decided to continue my schooling and go to college. Last year I made her a happy teacher appreciation/happy belated birthday/happy early Mother’s Day card, she’s still the one I go to when I’m really upset or really excited about
This tough time in my life was when my grandma had passed away; it was a really hard time for me since it was so sudden and no one saw it coming. Since it was a really hard time for me in my life, my mom was always there and was always there to people on my dad’s side of the family
Her mother took her out onto the blazing terrace and beat her with a belt. It wasn’t a serious beating, like abuse, it was just hard enough to knock some sense into her. At the time, she hated her mother for embarrassing her and for hitting her. But now that she is older, she is so thankful to her mother for doing that and for raising her right. That first grader was me, if you haven’t guessed already.
She doesn’t know this, but she changed my life. She was there for me when it seemed like no one else was. When most of my friends were dissolving around me and I just didn’t feel like I could do anything right, she was there, and she made everything seem okay. It didn’t matter that I was inevitably going to graduate with a GPA a tenth of a point lower than I wanted, or that my director told me that he was disappointed in me because I just didn’t seem focused lately, or that my other friends just weren’t talking to me anymore. It didn’t matter because she was there and she made me feel safe. She’s my best friend, and I love her and admire her for so many different reasons.
She was such a smart and beautiful little girl but her shyness kept other children away from her. I wished that she would enjoy her elementary school time that she had left and not dread it. I could tell that she was homesick and that she hated the new school. She kept saying that she wanted to go back home and be with her family and friends. At the conclusion of the first year, she would start giving me hugs whenever I walked her back to class. I believed that was an enormous improvement and I was so blessed by her willingness to open up a little. On the last day of mentoring for that school year, I asked her if she wanted me to be her mentor next year. She smiled and softly said yes please. My heart was filled with delight; conversely, I knew that I needed to be there for this girl so she would know that people cared about her and wanted to be her friend. The following year, I was so excited to see her again. On the first visit, I noticed that she was more outgoing this year. She told me that a little girl moved into the house beside her house.
so she had been through it all. She keeps me updated on everything, she helps me because she’s been through it. I have been compared to my sister multiple times and it’s not the fact I don’t want to be compared it is just I want to be my own at times. She is very successful and has so much I want to be. Coming into high school all my teachers had known me threw her.
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.
A best friend does not back away from you when you think you’ve lost it. Those are the times that a best friend is always there for. A best friend is someone with whom you’ve shared your most intimate secrets with, and laughed the loudest. She probably knows you better than anyone you can think of, definitely better than your parents, and sometimes better than you know yourself. She has seen you at your worst, and helped you be your best. A best friend is not afraid to tell you the truth. A lot of research has been done looking into the benefits of friendship, and the research has found exactly what you might expect. It turns out that the better quality relationships you have; the more likely you are to be happy. Therefore it’s good for your
Your best friends, unlike your social circle, will not only be complimentary, but will always give you honest feedback. Best friends are in contact with each other every day and both work toward their friendship goals to allow it to continue down a healthy path of friendship. When something serious happens in your life, your best friend will sympathize and empathize with you, and then help you figure out how to fix it and move on. Best friends will give you advice when you really need it and are honest about their opinions. Loyalty, honesty, and commitment are the top priorities of a growing best friendship. Friends in your social circle can not keep secrets from others, but you can confide in your best friends about anything and they know everything about your life: the good, the bad, and the