In my fifteen years of life, one thing I have learned is that there aren’t many things in the world to believe in. Somehow though, I find that everyone comes to discover one premise upon which they can base their beliefs and trust without question. We all set out to find this one faithful aspect in our lives, but usually the knowledge of when our search began or where it ended, or what we even came to find, is discovered later. It wasn’t until writing this essay that I realized my search had come and gone, and I had already found what I believed. I believe that the love of your friends can smother the flame of any fiery hardship that might reduce it to ash.
The summer before seventh grade was the greatest summer of my life. I had found my best friends in the world and knew without a doubt that they would always be important to me. When I learned that I would be moving at the end of the summer, I was crushed. I felt I had just made a solid bond, but anticipated that moving would break off the bond and I would be lost in an unfamiliar place while my friends lived on together. The feeling was indescribable. My mom tried her best to let me visit them and bring them here as well. Even though I missed them terribly, I tried my best to make friends and meet new people, and that’s exactly what I did.
It’s been over three years now, and we managed to never lose touch. I never forgot them and never will. Sometimes people are surprised to hear that my best friends in the world are the ones that I left years ago, but I don’t find it unusual. Any person can have many friends in life, but what it comes down to is which people will be there forever – those are your best friends. I might have thought I began my search that one summer, but in truth, when I found my friends is when I finished searching.
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