Dysfunctional is defined as “not operating normally or properly” but that doesn’t really work in terms of relationships because every single one is different. There are endless combinations of different personalities, preferences, ideas, thoughts, so there isn’t exactly …show more content…
We were both in KidZone before and after school because our parents could only drop us off early and pick us up late. Katrina was reading one of her books, Ashes Ashes, to me but I wanted to read it myself which told her probably in a rude manner but I don’t remember. She wanted to continue to read it to me which I heatedly refused. I stormed off livid, telling of the the KidZone counselors I wanted to go to the computer lab. She asked ‘with Katrina?’ because we always went everywhere together and I shouted back a ‘NO!’. Keep in mind Katrina was right behind me also, going to the computer lab. As we both marched off to the computer lab I was a few steps ahead trying to make my walking look as enraged as I could to show how just how mad I was at her. The next day we sat at the same places we always did to eat our breakfast, we’re both rather stubborn people, and refused to acknowledge the others existence. I can remember furiously munching on my PopTart, steam coming out my ears, I was so angry at her at the time I thought that this was the end. There was no way we could ever be friends again. The next day preceded in the same fashion, and the next, and the next. It continued like that for a total of five lonely days. The following Monday, we both ended up apologizing, me first because I can’t hold a grudge, that and it was her book after all. We deciding …show more content…
The first of which was “acceptance and confidence” it said “Confidence and feeling accepted are essential characteristics for a teen’s social and emotional development.” Check. As I said, Katrina boosts my confidence and make me feel comfortable anywhere merely with her presence. The next was a “positive influence”, check again, she’s the reason I got into reading and started caring about my grades. I used to try to be as organized as her, though failed because she’s ridiculously organized but trust me, it’s way better than it was. ‘Trustworthiness’ was another trait of a health friendship. Though I don’t tell Katrina everything, I know full well should the mood strike me I can confide with her whatever I want and she wouldn’t tell a soul if I didn’t wish it. In a world that’s always tossing and turning around us, she has remained a constant for me, which is truly a wonderful thing to have and I am ever grateful