The world has your life as a mystery and a game. The wind blows by, and the winter air flushes against my face. At first, my heart was beating fast, thinking of unpredictable situations, looking for the way out of the forest. But, what have I done? I only remember when I was little, pretending to be a spy, capturing the unwelcome gentlemen, adventurous, curious, and peculiar. But, there was also my best friend Chris with me. Although, what could I have ever done to him? There were times that Chris and I would go on these adventures, where we would try to capture all of the money from these top spy ninjas. Chris and I used to be best friends and somehow driven into this extended argument that I wasn't even part of.
In my whole life, I basically grew up in the military, where I must always ready for any challenges and situations. There was always a presence of menacing in my missions. Each year, there would always be an explicit time where I would get into a huge controversy. Some men there would encroach one another's property, and try to be so furtive about it. Chris and I would always be tantalizingly by the older men, and they would only be equity fair to us.
However, my father is the ruler of the house, and I barely received to spend any time with him growing up. Although, he was always in and out the house, going to various places every day, unsure if he would come back alive. Somehow, I always get caught in the middle, fighting and rushing to get to the finish line
She was the best friend anyone could have, kind, compassionate you know the type. The ones you think will never leave you no matter what always by your side through thick and thin, the one that feels like they’re your lost sibling.
My dog Murphy, who was seven years old, was like my best friend. He was always at my side since day one. He was a loving, fun, and comforting dog. Murphy was super protective of me and would always try to get someone’s attention when he thought I needed help. I never knew a dog was capable of doing that, but he could. Murphy was literally the best dog in the world. Anytime I was sad, he knew. To cheer me up, I got his slobbery kisses to the point where my face was gone at the end! I always saw a long life planned ahead for him. I expected him to live till he was twelve, like most dogs, but that wasn’t the case.
I can remember the day that I lost my best friend like it was yesterday. I remember getting the phone call from joseph's mom, Ms. Bennett.Joseph was her baby. Joseph and I had been best buds throughout all of high school and into our college days, both being accepted to the same university and rooming together, we always spent time with each other.
While most people celebrate life on their birthday, the world’s energy had other plans for my cousin Eli. He was my best friend, but life’s struggles led him to a dark place. His story can help others learn to focus on the better things in life. We met through my step brothers when I was eight and he was twelve. Eli was my step brother cousin, so he became my step cousin we bonded right away. We played video games and played basketball. As time went on we got older and time got harder. Our parent became poor, so we had to get things on our own. We started working together on the block doing things like cutting grass and washing cars.
It was late November snow fluttered gracefully, piling on every flat surface. Memories flooded back to the times long ago of my best friend and her fruitcakes. She was my best friend, her eyes shimmered and gleamed when she smiled and her excitement at the smallest things reminded me of a kid at Christmas. Sometimes I sit back and look back at all the days before they transported me off to school, and snatched me away from her, the tears in her eyes reflecting her hurt. I never could understand what my parents meant when they said it was for the best to take me elsewhere, that she wasn’t providing me properly. When I look back now, I think she did a wonderful job of teaching me the ways of living fully, and giving to others for nothing in return.
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 don't understand how happy I am when it comes to you, I hope you know that I love you no matter what, I will never let you go that’s a promise I will keep forever. You’re that person who if someone had you in their life before then they can't live without you. There's just something about you that's so special and I know i'm not the only one who sees it.
Bang! I woke up to the sound of the garbage man slamming the heavy garbage can to the ground. Every Saturday I woke up to that same sound except this Saturday was a special one. It’s the day I had been waiting for, for about two months, now my trip to Madagascar! I was fortunate enough to be going for fourteen spectacular days with my best friend Colin. Colin had been my best friend for as long as I can remember. I had made so many great memories with him and I can’t wait to make more. He is the definition of a perfect friend with his funny and outgoing personality. We were staying at this premium all inclusive resort, which had endless fresh caught shrimp and squeezed tropical juices! Colin had always rambled about wanting to go somewhere exotic so we decided to explore a part of the world we had never seen for our Christmas break. Also it was a nice bonus to get away from the windy city of Chicago which was starting to get colder in the winter months. I heard a knock on my door and rushed down the stairs of my apartment. I could see Colin’s broad and short figure through the frosted glass of my door. He came in and we feasted on some Cheerios and fruit, It was going to be a very long flight from Chicago to Madagascar and we didn’t want to be hungry on the plane. The adrenaline rushing through his body was evident to me. Oh, I forgot to mention we were taking Colin’s parent’s private jet. The clock read nine-thirty and our flight took off at eleven so we decided to pack
They say that dogs are a man’s best friend, while it’s true, man is also a dog’s best friend. Humans and dogs benefit from each other, one takes care of and nurtures while the other provides companionship and protection. I’ve always believed in this with dogs that have come into my life which is why I do my best to make sure they enjoy the most out of the life they have. To my dogs, I will always have been in their life since day one, but to me they will unfortunately only be in a small part of it. My dogs have been my best supporters and motivation to continue to carry on with my life when times are tough, because their life is about dedicating their love and attention to me so I would like to give that back to them as well.
He was my childhood best friend.Our friendship was above any other relationships.Nothing could disunite us not even our parents.We had different embodiment, but we had the same understanding and knowledge.We used to deceit to our parent to hang out frequently.We were ready to demise and assassinate anyone for particular, that’s what acquaintance do…We were kinda like that.And of course, we would sit with our best companion and not miss day to troll a teacher and make some pandemonium. And, yeah, of course, if he’s not coming to school, I am not going either.
Everyone knows that person that is out of the ordinary. The type of person that makes sure every moment is special in a creative way. That person for me was Drew. He was my closest friend in high school. Someone I always wanted to be around and spend time with. If I had the time, I would be with him. Drew always knew how to put a smile on someone's face (especially mine). If I was upset, I knew he was the person to call. I always saw Drew as my best friend and nothing more. That slowly started to change as time went on. Drew was two years older than I was. He had to make decisions faster than I did. Decisions like where to after graduation and who to take to prom. We always joked about the "what if's" like if we dated or if we went to prom together; but never actually thought it would become a real thing.
Welcome family, friends, and fellow acquaintances to the celebration of life of Samantha Brown. Being the only sibling of Samantha, we were very close at a young age. She was my best friend. Samantha was born on September 12, 2000 on a Tuesday. She is the daughter of William Brown and Karla Brown. As a child she was a very colicky baby. Trust me, she was very annoying. My mother had to rock her to sleep every night. She was always kind of a drama queen.
It was November on the farm I remember because, I could feel the fresh, cool crisp wind on my face. All those dried up brown piles of leaves on the ground that my dad was picking up and putting into large black plastic bags. I was 8 years old when my mom brought home Arnold, he was this pink little thing. With little white hair all over his body and a curly tail, my very first pig. We would become best friend over the years, we played every day as he grew older into an adult. Taking rides were one of my favorite things to do on a dirt road that was just behind my house. I would hop on his dirty pink back, holding on to his thick pink ears my feet barely touching the ground. Sometime he would go so fast that I would fall off hitting elbows first, then the rest of my body would be thrown from Arnold. He would stop and stand there looking at me with his big brown eyes and long eyelashes like he was worried if I was hurt. Then when I would get up he would run off or wait for me to get on for another ride. All that love and attention that I had given him over the years affected him too, I was his best friend we became inseparable.
I wanted to fit in like any other teenager and I scoured the school trying to find a person who I could call my best friend. I found that person and he was worth it at the time.We hung out, we shared secrets and he took me to my first football game. We were friends for about 2 years and I knew that he was my best friend. After his breakup with my friend, he told me that he and I were never best friends nor were we friends and that I was just a “mere acquaintance”. He also told me that he was just friends with me because his at the time girlfriend was my friend and now that they weren't dating he didn't have to be an amiable person to me. My first long friendship died and killed me for months.Time passed and I need help so my high school advisor helped me understand that I didn't need him and that he wasn’t worth my heartache and that all I needed was to just get over him and make better friends and enjoy life.
It was 1923 when a dog named Hachiko was adopted by Eizaburo Ueno. Hachiko would go to the train station everyday with Eizaburo, and come back to the train station when Eizaburo’s train would return. When Eizaburo died at work, Hachiko would still go to the train station everyday to wait for him. Hachiko died of old age, waiting at the trainstation for his master's return. The story of Hachiko is a story of true friendship between man and animal. It reminds me of the friendship I have with my cat, Sami. Sami is always there for me,she my family and my best friend.
Dear Julia, It’s Catherine and I don’t write that much to you because i’m either too lazy to type up something or that I’m just too dumb. For the most part this year I just wanna write little something for u to read, today or whenever ur feeling lost. So hopefully this works and if it doesn’t go get more chicken nuggets and coffee. It’s so amazing how everyday I wake up and realize to myself how am I so lucky to have three amazing people in my life. One of them I wanna talk about in this letter. When someone comes to your life and you expect nothing out of it but suddenly there right in front of you is everything you ever need. Now, I don’t know if you’re the type of person who would cry in letters or just be really happy for no reason at all. When the first day of work I never thought i would speak to and now you are my best friend. WOW. I can’t thank you enough for everything you have done to shape me into the person I am Today. I give you a lot of credit because you work hard for what you do and if people can’t see that then screw them, they aren’t those one who will have amazing future like you will. You don’t realize how much better my life has become and all because you came out of nowhere. I didn’t see u coming. Our friendship filled a hole in my life that I didn’t know existed. I wasn’t expecting you when God placed you in my life. Sometimes you meet people and you just know that you’re going to be good friends with and you and I just clicked like that. Thank you