It was a chilly September morning. I was just about ready to start my first day of the fourth grade. I was nervous due to an illness, I had missed the first day of class. As I walked into class, my legs started to quiver. I sat quietly in my seat. I didn’t talk to anyone for the first half of the day, and then we were placed in groups, terrifying me more. My palms were sweaty and my voice cracked whenever I tried to talk to my group. I was certain that this would be the worst day ever. Suddenly, a girl approached me with a friendly smile. Her name was Maleiha. She was able to help me feel more comfortable around all these new faces and the new environment. She told me if I ever needed anything that I can feel free to ask her and she would try her best to help. That small gesture started a friendship that I hold so close to my heart and that I will never forget.
Fast forward five years. Maleiha and I are sitting side by side in our freshmen division class, both anxious for what was to come. I could see the fear …show more content…
A day I will never forget. It was the day my best friend, my sister, my role model passed away. I was in downtown Chicago enjoying the sweet freedom of finally finishing my two year service at O’Hare International Airport. Only one thing could ruin it. I received a group message from my friends and this was a message I wished I never opened. “Maleiha is gone.” one of my friends wrote. I was shocked, it was a feeling that is so indescribable. I honestly did not know what to say or how to react to it. I went home and all night I couldn’t sleep. I started balling my eyes out in my bed. I didn’t want to accept reality. I was told that the funeral would be held the next day and I am strongly advised to come and say my final goodbyes. They were words I never wanted to hear. This kind of emotion was too much for me and it was the first I have ever left someone so close to home and I didn’t know how to react to it. It still hadn’t hit