was your first Best friend? My first Bestfriend was Dezmond Eggers. We became friends in 6th grade and it wasn’t really till 8th grade where we became good friends and started to hangout. The funny thing is My mom and his Dad were best friends when they were in high school. So it was pretty cool to know that about my mom. Me and Dezmond or Dez for short are still friends today which is cool we dont hangout as much though. #2 What were your favorite hobbies and pastimes as a child? My favorite things
without my best friend by my side. She was with me through thick and thin. After every school day, she was there to greet me as I was getting off the school bus all the way up to the end of middle school. Every day I would wake up, get ready to go to school and go outside to tell her good morning, but on May 15, 2015, my best friend of 13 years was taken from me. It has been three and a half months since I have been able to talk to her and give her loving hugs. I miss being able to vent my darkest
One of the greatest benefits of having a childhood best friend is being able to go back and relive the numerous memories you have made together. It was during the reception of my wedding day that I was reminded of the story that is about to unfold. My Maid of Honour Emily had retold it flawlessly as one of our fondest recollections together. Emily and I had always been the best of friends. We had known each other since before kindergarten, and always had a tendency of making memories out of almost
To my best friend, Hey love I just wanted to send you this to tell you how much you mean to me and how blessed I am to have someone like you in my life. I think you deserve the world, yet I don't think you always see that. But I want you to know, I often find my own self wondering what I did to deserve you. I can't Thank god enough for placing you in my life. Who would've thought that such a small act would lead to something as magical and fantastic as our friendship. I say this so much, but you
After I send my bro, I go to my destination to the mall. As I parked my car at the parking lot and entered the mall went to some store to buy something for my best friend. I don't know why I feel like I want to buy something for him. Maybe because of his the only one best friend I have. I entered the clothes shop. I search the clothes in the store that suits him. Then a man comes to me, " Yes sir, can I help you? ". He smirked and wink at me. " Err... I'm searching clothes for my friend". I smile
She was the only source of mutual affection I had during that trip and my happiness was dependent on her companionship. Through the months after our separation, I grew jaded and wary of people. I could not bring myself to forgive her despite her profuse apologies. Many of our friends attempted to reconcile us but I was stubborn in my conviction that she was no longer deserving of my love and friendship. I replaced her with other things–hobbies that I loved, buying clothes and
SOME TIME BEFORE I FALL INTO SLEEP Looking at my arm which became red after you made a point shot with your pink slipper; mom, I think the slippers looked better on your feet. Of course I’m not brave enough to tell you that five minutes after you learned “the thing”, instead I turn my eyes away from you. There are six squares on the pattern of out carpet. And two circles. The toy trolley’s one wheel is broken. A yellow banana peel is on the sofa. I’ve always thought I had five photos on our photograph
her dog (which she also call her best friend) died last night. She was at school that day and at recess she was sitting alone swinging in the hot sun and was crying. Her friends was wondering why she was crying, so they went up to her and, said "why are you crying"? and chocolate said my best friend died last night and they said what oh my gosh wait, wait your best friend then, blue said I thought we were your best friends. Chocolate said no my dog is my best friend too, then they all laughed at her
2012, my family officially put our house, my house, up for sale. The sign went up and the tears fell down. That was it, we were leaving, leaving this wonderful place full of wonderful friends and wonderful neighbors. I had already told my friends that I wouldn’t be coming back to school with the rest of them next year. Many tears were shed from me and my best of friends. I would miss Tom the most, and my parents knew leaving him was the worst part for me. He and I had been best friends since
I can consider many things that have changed my life, but they all lead back to the one situation I have learned the most from. Before the devastating news, my life wasn’t perfect, but it was incredibly better than it was about to be. Family was the most important thing in my life and to realize it was falling apart was terribly rough on me. My parent’s divorce was an intense, messy, and angry time in my life. There is no doubt that it molded me into the thick skinned and forgiving person I am today