My experiences in life have forced me to realize that not everyone is as lucky as I am.I have had a very different relationship with my mother than many people have had, she is my best friend, the person I talk to about everything and the one person who I have felt has never faltered in her love for me. In the novel, The Kite Runner, by Khaled Hosseini, Amir suffers from a problem that I have never had to, the absence of the confidence of his parent’s love. The question, what is love?, has sparked debates for hundreds of years, but I don’t think there is a straightforward answer. The love I feel may not be identical to the person I love or maybe is not rooted in the same actions or thoughts. But, the truth is, love isn’t straightforward, it’s something always under the surface, hidden away from the harsh reality of life because love is the one thing that never should be
At different times we were both interested in the possibility of being more than friends, but things never really worked out. Since we graduated last May, we haven’t talked nearly as much because I live on campus in Fort Wayne and she lives at home about
“To really be a nerd, she’d decided, you had to prefer fictional worlds to the real one.” When I first began reading Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell, this was the line that grabbed me. It came early in the novel, and it carved itself into my memory. When I read this book for the first time, I was in seventh grade, and spent a majority of my time on the internet. I was a part of online communities of fans because I felt that I did not have a place in my real social circles. This novel made me feel normal; it shocked me into realizing that I could find my happiness in life; the main character, Cath, did.
We hadn’t been friends as long as my other friends and I had been, but we created a strong friendship in a short couple of years. She had also spent her whole life in Ohio, but her dad decided to move her and her mother out to Arizona with him during the spring of 2017. Maggie started out optimistic like I was, but soon realized how bad it was going to be. The situation was too familiar. I was able to relate to all of her problems, and we felt as if we were living the same life.
I hadn’t really cared to have a girlfriend until high school. But after some time here, well into my tenth grade year seeing all my friends around me happy in their relationships while I had been single since I moved here. I had started to give up hope on everything. My classes had started getting
Adam Mohsen-Breen is my best friend. We did not meet in high school and we did not get matched up by a computer algorithm to be roommates - we met out of sheer luck through a mutual friend. On paper, Adam and I have very little in common with dissimilar family backgrounds, distinct and unique cultures, and divergent music tastes. Our personalities meshed well, though, and we became casual friends. When we decided to live together sophomore year, however, our relationship evolved; our differences subsided, and we found new common interests that neither of us realized previously.
As we got older though, we got closer together and now we’re like best friends. She is just like me and is one of the best things in my life. I only get to see her a few times a year, but whenever I’m with her is when I’m truly happy. Being with her takes all my stress and sadness away. She taught me to not be afraid of what people think of you.
Born in the 1940’s definitely allowed her to experience many aspects of life that I wasn't able to experience myself. I knew that life was different many decades ago but I didn't realize how different until I asked my grandma about how her family was like growing up, or how it was like interacting with her friends. Other Social changes like going to school and having relationships in those times might be unusual to my generation today but back then it was just everyday things people like my grandma enjoyed doing. First off, being the straightforward, say it how it is, loving grandma I have, ment no detail was left censored during our conversation. Family was important but as my grandma described it, it was bothersome as a kid.
I was not the girl my mom wanted me to be and I didn't do much to change it because positive behavior was never rewarded. As someone who was always picked last for the team in gym and in my family, I felt alone, and now it feels so good to finally have a teammate. For the first time in what feels like a lifetime am I able to say I was picked first. A friend is someone I needed all along. The hope I found in friends is being saved for
My whole life has been filled with many different experiences and friendships, however, as I reflect on that group of people their are only a handful that I consider truly great friends. My 18 year old cousin, Destany, who I call Diggy happens to be the best in the batch and the person who I recognize as my best friend. Since we were little we always just got each other. Playing pretend and creating “potions”, we were always 100 percent committed to what we were doing and were never bored around each other. However with the playing we did, usually came a huge mess and the adults would not be happy about this.