Narrative: Friendship and Danielle Essay

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Dual Composition Danielle Fitzgerald
Mrs. Salovitz
Period 1
Narrative: Revised

Close friendships are hard to come by these days. In an ever-changing world with people striving to achieve their interpretation of success, it is hard to know who your true friends are. Fortunately, I found my best friend at the age of 6. We were both enrolled at the same school and right off the bat we connected and have been inseparable ever since. Over the past 12 years, I discovered that not only has she stuck by my side all this time, but she's influenced me in a way that has made me the person I am today. When we were in the fifth grade, Danielle and I were both in the same class. She always strived to be the best in everything: music class, reading time, and even games at recess. Danielle was smart, funny, energetic, and it was almost impossible not to smile around her; I knew I wanted to be just like her. As the years went on, she was top of the class in our middle school and I followed in her footsteps. Danielle continuously encouraged me to work relentlessly because she knew it would pay off, and she was completely right. Had it not been for her overachieving self, I would have never pushed myself so hard academically and physically. Not only has Danielle aspired me to be a well rounded individual, but she taught me a lot about friendship. As girls, we often found ourselves buried in petty drama and fought about stupid rumors. Danielle and I have always found a way to put all the nonsense aside and focus on the true friendship her and I have built over the years. One time we were in a huge fight, and neither of us spoke to one another for about two months. During this period I realized how important our friendship was to me and that I couldn't let a little dispute come between us. I met up with her after not speaking for a while, immediately we didn't know what to say or where to pick up, but instantly we were back to talking and laughing like we had before. It had hit me that the person I am is because of her, and without her I don't know where I would be or what'd I'd be for that matter. In good or bad times, Danielle never