My Best Friend Essay

Year: 1864 As I’m sitting here outside of my old family home I think about what led up to this moment. What led me up to this point? What brought me to the point where I killed my best friend, my only friend. Nate my best and only friend who has ever cared for me and the only person I have ever cared for. I think back to the moment I first met Nate. At the time we were 7 years old. We had quickly become best of friends over only a few months and even our parents thought we would…

you or someone might feel crossed, hurt or used. That was how I felt the day my best friend had told me she was pregnant, I felt off balance as if the simple thought of her even having a child was inconceivable. It made me sick and angry, that her life was thrown away so easily just because her boyfriend failed to use proper protection. My acceptance over the truth eventually broadened along with my best friend’s belly and my undoubtable emotions of betrayal. It wasn’t just the emotional toll,…

trying his best to keep a straight face on and acting as the bad cop. "What?! Pshhhhhh, nothing happened today at 9:24am, what are you talking about bestie" I try to hide my tracks and put my angelic smile and I bump his shoulder trying my best to change the direction of this conversation. "Hell no!! Don't you dare put on that fake angel smile on, it doesn't work on me maybe on everyone else but not me!!" Dylan says with a fake serious attitude when I know this boy is trying his best to hide his…

name Jackaboy and his best friend named Sam Septic. The two of them were running through a farm looking for potatoes one day, when they came across a hole in the middle of the fields on their way to their homes. Sam Septic was running too fast and tried to keep his balance from falling but fails. Jackaboy calls the farmers for help but it seemed that they weren't close enough to the farm. Sam Septic was too far down to be seen by Jackaboy. Jackaboy was afraid that his best friend might be dead…

As Marsh Mallow Marshmallow woke up, he thought of how much of a cannibal Mr. Bellamy’s marshmallow was. Marshmallow, as his friends cleverly nicknamed him, got out of bed and went down stairs. He ate Donuts and Bacon, and high fived Cookie Monster because it was Christmas. He and Cookie Monster had been best friends since 1st grade, when Caillou saw Marshmallow, and licked his face. Caillou’s saliva ate up a little bit of Marshmallow’s face. It left a permanent scar. Cookie Monster came…

came around, I was nervous for my first day of cheerleading practice. I was afraid that even though my older sister was there with me I would feel left out. I was amazed with how unreal the outcome felt. Coach and the other girls made me feel welcome. I felt like I was part of another family. I fell in love with the sport and cheer became my reason for waking up in the morning. By the time winter cheer season came around of my sophomore year I was interested in a guy. My parents told me not to…

were 14 then. Skylar wasn 't what you would call popular, but she was friends with everyone. Or so it seemed. She had a loud personality, but somehow was never obnoxious. That’s what surprised me about her. If anything I was amazed. About a month into the school year everything seemed as…

How I Know I Matter To My Friends Over the years I have become really good friends with a lot of people. However, I have two friends that absolutely mean the world to me and they will tell you the same thing. These two guys are named Jacob Bullock, and Will McCoy. They both went to a rival school “West Jones” while I went to Laurel High. Will and I met each other as soon as we started kindergarten. We both went to Saint Johns for elementary school. After 6th grade we were separated but stayed…

going to go ahead and warn you this might be a little boring considering I haven 't had any long-term relationships. This has been sad, but at least my wallet is full! But I will still try! The last (almost) relationship I had been actually right at the beginning of this semester of Abac. I really wanted to go to this movie night thing, but none of my friends here could go. So I posted on facebook in a call of distress “who is going to movie night”? After about five brutal minutes of thinking I…

topic for my conflict resolution paper I have picked is a situation that happened here on campus. I was bullied by a person of the opposite sex. This happened over the period of seven months, it gradually got worse before it got better like most problems do. Now, today this person and I have acted like it never happen. We say hi to each other all the time and he sits with us at the table in ding rather it is at lunch or dinner. I am almost 23 years old and this person is right around my age. So…