Lastly my sister, my sister is a person that even do she is older than me I have seen her change, progress and learn from her mistakes in my life. Not only this, but she guides me through life so I don’t make the same. Even if we don’t show that we love each other I know that we will always be there for each other no matter what the past may tell. Friends are the people who you can tell anything and they will make a joke out of it. When starting school for me it was easy making friends but as most of us I had a best friend, Benjamin Vergnaud we were best friends from K5 until 4th grade and it is a friendship that I will never forget.
Although shy, I loved my friends and siblings and thought the best in every situation. It wasn’t until I grew older and received the guidance and outside perspective of my adopted mom that I realized how awful my home life was. I’ve since begun analyzing my behaviors and emotions that ran through my mind as a child to realize how to overcome the abuse I’d endured. The six books I’ve chosen as mirrors identify the emotions and behaviors I see myself having at a young age of nine or ten years old. Though I might not have realized why I was the way I was back then, I know now that I have developed into the woman I am today because of my home life and experiences as a child.
I still remember that we were met in our kindergarten class and became great friends forever. She is very entertaining, jolly and helpful in nature. She understands me a lot and become always ready to help me in my all bad or happy conditions. We are classmates and become together every time. We go to the school everyday together and play sports daily in the nearby ground of our house.
She was excited to try new things, even if it meant she would get in trouble. I don’t know why or how we became friends in the first place, but we were happy for a while, content as playmates. As we got older and mature, Haley stayed childish, hateful. She turned everyone against her, even me. When I moved during sixth
Gatsby like the other men who loved Daisy, “[They] are all hoping to be the one to finally pin her down, to be the only fellow she ever loved.” ” (The Problem With The Great Gatsby’s Daisy Buchanan). Gatsby wasn’t the only one to love Daisy. What about the people she knew before him or her husband Tom, he had to love her. Right? Gatsby didn’t think so, “ ‘I don’t think she ever loved him’ Gatsby turned around…and looked at me… ‘Of course she might have loved him even for a minute when they were first married’…” (Fitzgerald 8.
Her name was Harley and though we aren 't friends anymore, she was a big part of my life when I was younger. Our friendship ended pretty quickly though, and there were many more friends like her to come. It was something I could never wrap my head around, how you could go from being such close friends with someone, to never speaking to them ever again, slowly disappearing from their life without a single thought. To this day, I still don 't understand it, I don 't think I ever will. It got to a point where I thought I 'd never had a real, true best friend.
This means if you hate one of us, then you pretty much hate us both. He decided to be friends with the both of us and this lasted all of the following summer. Eventually we realized that he was a fake friend. He just wanted to be friends with us so that he could get with her. That hit me really hard and I felt used.
The thought of deceiving him was so alien to me until I had done it.” I looked into her eyes, “Do you want to be with that man?” She removed her hands from mine and pushed back her hair into place, behind her ears, “You see, the thing is that I still love my husband, and I can’t even imagine being with anyone else but him.” My sister continued, “I was with a man who was not my husband, and the night was absolutely magical. Has it ever happened to you that you are at the wrong place, at the wrong time, with the wrong person, but everything still feels so right? The stars, the wind- everything about that moment was so magical.” I interrupted, “So you are feeling guilty and worried about how you would tell your husband?” She circled the floral pattern on her dress,
Before I lived in Thailand, I had one best best-friend. We always used to hang out, and we would always fight or argue, but we were still best friends. That day, she was going to leave me without saying anything to me. But I’m glad that she told me the day she had to leave. I waited for her, and my school almost started.