Long ago, I met a girl who was the same age as I was. I was a 15-year old girl back then. Honestly, she was an introverted and more mature compared to me. I was a bit boyish, childish and have bad attitudes in the past. I got embarrassed every time I thought of the old me but in the meantime, I felt so grateful to have her as my best friend. I always remembered how we spent time with each other at school. We never separated from each other except for the co-curricular activities. Unfortunately, she and I did not have the same interests in co-curricular activities such that she joined judo club despite of her demure look while I joined the swimming club. We shared our secrets as we were sisters. We never argued with each other although there were some misunderstandings between us. We dealt the problems with speaking out our minds about it and tried to fix ourselves. I realized that I owed her a lot till now. In May 10, 2004, I made friend with her. Her name was Sarah. She was a new student at my school, Lucero Girls’ School (LGS). She did not talk much but she always smiled when our classmates’ eyes met hers. She never failed to help us when we faced troubles in doing tasks the teachers gave us. Miraculously, she was the first one who became my best friend. The other girls did not feel comfortable with me as I was a bit harsh than they were. Unlike her, who has a high patience while befriending with me. She never scolded me but she talked to me politely if I did
We went hiking, played different sports and games,
One time I came across failure. It all started when playing in a baseball game for Serra High School. Up to that game we had been undefeated in league play. As the game moved along it got more and more intense. Every batter and runner on base you could tell both teams were completely focused on winning that game.
And she apologized and said she “didn’t realize” she was hurting me. We are definitely not close friends at all, but we don’t ignore each other and we talk at church, but it will never be the way it was and frankly I am glad that this “obstacle” happened. It was a big page turner and I like to think of it as a blessing in disguise.
But after reaching out to her, she is now my best friend. I now share my life with her and she does as well with
The only memory I have of her before middle school is when she peed herself during computer time, and I volunteered to take her to change back in the classroom. The scene itself had been hilarious to my young mind, but I left myself composed in order not to embarrass her further. But, years later, we were reunited in 7th grade Spanish class
but it was still pretty bad. At least by this point they were together I we all lived together. They still argued all of this time, but for me this was better than before. My road back continues onto now.
If we would have been straight forward with each other and told each other what was actually happening there would not have been complications in our friendship at all. Honesty saves friendships and keeps everyone on track with their goals and
After H.A.P.P.Y. was over Maggie and I hung out pretty much the entire summer of my eighth grade year. I remember feeling so blessed to have found someone as quirky and outgoing as I was. Finally my freshman year came about and Maggie and I were still inseparable. As I entered high school the weight from middle school had dropped and I was finally feeling confident with myself.
She greeted us at the door with milk and cookies. Then we started to talk and get to know each other and then I realized that she was going to be my best friend. She started speaking
She kept in touch with how I was doing after graduation
During high school, we were always with each other at lunch, before school and after school now things have changed a little since she joined the Air force, but we have remained close friends texting,
I was a very outgoing child growing up, but once I reached the age of 14, I became pretty introverted. However, as soon as I walked into the room containing 40 girls my age, I decided that I was not going to be timid. Not here. Something in the atmosphere just felt so comforting, yet eerie. It was as if these girls had been my friends for years, and I knew that they were going to accept me.
From the outside, many students live consists of all happy moments. Some people hide their stories deep down within themselves to bury the problems they want to hide. In my senior year of high school, I remember seeing this one sophomore girl that was super cute, energetic and playful at my senior barbeque. Her smile was filled with love, but I could see that her eyes told a different story. A few weeks later, I found out that she was in my associate student body (ASB) class and was placed in the same group as me.
Personal Narrative Essay Believe it or not, sometimes a gracious action can bring a huge influence on a person. When I read the introduction that instructor Heller wrote, there is a sentence she wrote: “Sometimes the most influential moments in our lives are smaller moments, events that we may not recognize as influential until years after the experience.” For some reason, I related to it strongly. My story is about my high school experience. Also, I will share some significant moments in my life, and how these smaller moments changed my personality.
Most people will come across a person that they will become very close with and call them their best friend. Zach Martin is my best friend and there are many reason for that. He is a very trust worthy person, he is fun to be around, and he is like a brother to me at this point. Also, if I ever need help with something he will come to help me if he can. Zachary Alan Martin is 5’8” and weighs approximately 170 pounds.