It had appeared as a unclouded, clear bright night. The slight breeze spun several colourful leaves around. The moon hung high and the light derived from the toe nail shaped object shone down on the suburban houses of West California. In a specific house, one with a bright red oak door and designed in an older style was the home of the petite, golden haired female who at that very moment was contemplating sneaking out for the first time in her life. She was born into a strict christian family who had no tolerance for the type of behaviour she was most definitely going to be doing that night. It was rumoured to be the best party of the year, and surprisingly, Ariel had been invited to the almost exclusive party. At first, she had politely declined the offer, but her rather curious best friend had urged her into later accepting, and this was where she ended up. Soon enough, she'd been ready. Her normally pin straight hair were curled into small, tight ringlets. Along with that, she had on black skin-tight leather pants that somehow winded up in her closet. To tie together the outfit, she had on a white see through t-shirt and a pair of flats she never wore. Looking at the edgy look, she never would've seen herself dressed in that manner, but she felt as if there had to be a first for everything. Soon enough, she had propped open the rusted window that lay right above the roof and led to the front lawn. Setting her slender hands on the window, she placed one of her feet outside the window and proceeded to propel herself out of the room. Staring back at her now empty room, she took a deep breath in before she began to head down the ladder. Making her way to the ground, she looked around the surrounding area of her home scanning for the fiery red locks of her best friend of 10 years, Ashley. Ariel had been on the girl for more than five minutes. As she began to grow impatient, she heard a twig snap close by. Instantly, her head snapped towards it. That's when she heard a voice. “Boo!” The voice whispered into her ear. Her heart lept, her breath stopped and goosebumps began to surface on her skin. “Jesus fucking Christ, Ash. You nearly scared me half to death” Ariel spat at her friend whilst clutching her chest. “Chill, it was just a joke” Ashley replied shrugging her shoulders. She had to admit her friend looked stunning; her hair was opposite of hers, pin straightened reaching down to her waist. Her outfit was also quite different; as she wore a pair of blue high waisted paired of with a floral bralette. Smirking in approval, they began to progress towards the old, run down convertible they would be using to go to the party. “I don't feel like driving tonight, so you do it” She said throwing the key towards her friend who expertly caught it before jumping into the drivers seat. She rolled her eyes before she made her way into the car. As soon as she sat in the car, she felt her iPhone vibrate against the outside of the thighs. She swiftly pulled it of her back pocket to notice that she had a text message. Growing more and more annoyed as she scanned the text message she had received from her overbearing younger brother. Her fingers furiously tapped the screen of the white iPhone typing a witty response to her brothers threat. “If you do do that, I'll tell mom what you really do with your allowance” She mouthed, reading over what she had typed. When she looked away from the screen, she had just realized they had begun to near the party. Looking down at her outfit, she smoothed out every single wrinkle she could spot. The music emanating from the grand speakers in the house could be heard from the street away. Parking somewhat close to the party, Ariel and Ashley emerged from the car and headed towards the outrageous party that had been awaiting them. As soon as they walked into the party, wolf calls were made at them which of course made Ariel blush in the process. She raised a single hand to brush her small curls out of her face
You know someone’s special to you when you don’t talk for a while because things get busy but when you two eventually do it’s like you didn’t miss a beat. You talk like there was no gap in between and you laugh until both your stomachs hurt. It’s a rare and special connection and personally I think it’s magic. This is what I call true friendship. Meet Hannah, my best friend for almost four years. It doesn’t matter the length of how long you’ve known them it’s really about who walked into your
From what I read from the required reading I could tell that Achilles and Patroclus had a special friendship. Both were quite close to each other like they were in a close best friend type of a friendship. Both were heroes and their friendships were meaningful. I guess you can say that there are disputes from the type of relationship they had. I think with relationships you could form and have different relationship with anyone from acquaintances to the your friends and family. It just
when all others walked out. You are an angel; you helped me do what is right when I was blind; you were my sight. Without you, just think of where I would be a priceless blessing and treasure is what you are to me. You are a fantastic person with fantastic advice to lend I am, without a doubt, proud to call you my friend. Have I changed? You’ve changed me and the way I feel. You let me be who I am and tell you how I feel. The best thing that has happened is finding a friend like you, who listens and talks to me. You make every day seem new. And like I said from the start, this was written you from the heart.
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said blah-blah-blahShe had 9/10 pants and a very big braI took a couple of flicks and she was enthusedI said, "How do you like the show?" she said, "I was very amused"I started throwin' bass, she started throwin' back mid-rangeBut when I sprung the question, she acted kind of strangeThen when I asked, "Do ya have a man?" she tried to pretendShe said, "No I don't, I only have a friend"Come on, I'm not even goin' for itThis is what I'm goin' singYou, you got what I need but you say he's just a
There have been many times I've needed a friend there for me. Have you ever needed someone just to be there and hold you tight? It's a struggle sometimes, but being a friend is important. Many ask how do I know to be a friend properly? What does being there for them mean? I hope this helps your understanding of a true friend.
There are points where you don't want to ask but you need to know. Who do you go to, a friend of course. Eighty-seven percent of students of all ages in
Erin Doris de Cesare
ENG 111, Sec. PI
9 September. 2013
It is the end. It is her last short breath leaving her pale lips. It is my heart pulling away from me and up through my throat and up into the sky with her life as It leaves me. My sister “Megan.” My best friend Megan. The blurry room. The smell of stale cigarettes. That needle, the accomplice. Her cold, soulless body in my arms. It is all too real. It is all too fast.
The first time I saw my future BFF
“Keep your head up high, and stay positive” is what I live by day to day because of my best friend Nita. She taught me so much in life from the experiences she had, the things she does and the wise words she says to me every day. I would never thought I have a best friend like her in my life. I think its crazy, because usually when I have a best friend, others would say “Oh they won't be around for a long time because friends come and go, even best friends.” But, Nita, she has been my best
Never an Answer
Losing a best friend can be really hard at times. Not in the way of moving away or passing away, just fading away and not being the same friends as in the past. My friend Melissa was truly my best friend for the longest time and I could tell her absolutely anything. Then about the end of sophomore year of high school, I started to see a shift in our relationship. The big question I have is what did I do to make my best friend in the entire world start to fade away for me
. Yet, this cannot work because it is the natural of the man to satisfy the self. Therefore, the system must change. The best political system to replace capitalism could be the one that Aristotle suggested as the best political regime for the majority of the people. It depends on the middle class to be large enough in the society to make the system stable and make the people enjoying freedom. The reason is that middle class people do not attempt to rebel against the government because the do