I love my friends.
Who wouldn't love their own friends? I love every single friend I have, and think of them all as equal. Sadly, I can't list off everyone (like Jennifer, Bert and etc.) so you'll get the three I've known the longest. They're all wonderful people that you should definitely talk to. These, are some of the coolest human beings on the planet. Enjoy my paragraphs about them.
1. Carissa
This is someone I've known since fourth grade, and it was my sister who introduced me to her. At first, she wasn't a fan of me. I remember her asking if Zoe could come over to her house, without me. We said no, and I went along with Zoe. As the sleepover pogressed all three of us learned that we enjoyed each other's company. We had lots in common and I really enjoyed the breakfasts at her house. So, we all became friends and this wonderful girl is my best buddy. She's funny, smart, with a good taste in music and a knack for baking delicious cookies. If I hadn't been introduced to her, I have no idea where I would be today. Probably in a dark corner, not eating wonderful baked treats. |
3. My twin, Zoe
I first met her when we were combined as one cell. I guess our first impressions of each other were pretty terrible because we decided to seperate. Yet, as we sat in the womb and kicked each other instead of the belly, I guess we bonded. My family says we used to help each other walk when we first learned how to. We even had twin language. We would babble to each other, run off, and wreck havoc as two partners in crime. We were quite a hassle. As we grew, we bonded even more and got even closer. We always have each other's backs. On our third birthday, some kid made my twin cry, and I made sure he regretted it. I'm pretty sure my garbled three-year old diatribe scared him off. This wonderful twin covers for me when I make mistakes, helps me with decisions (and homework), makes me laugh till my sides hurt, beats me in video games, and makes me smile. Without her, I wouldn't be who I am today.
I first met her when we were combined as one cell. I guess our first impressions of each other were pretty terrible because we decided to seperate. Yet, as we sat in the womb and kicked each other instead of the belly, I guess we bonded. My family says we used to help each other walk when we first learned how to. We even had twin language. We would babble to each other, run off, and wreck havoc as two partners in crime. We were quite a hassle. As we grew, we bonded even more and got even closer. We always have each other's backs. On our third birthday, some kid made my twin cry, and I made sure he regretted it. I'm pretty sure my garbled three-year old diatribe scared him off. This wonderful twin covers for me when I make mistakes, helps me with decisions (and homework), makes me laugh till my sides hurt, beats me in video games, and makes me smile. Without her, I wouldn't be who I am today.