“Forget injuries, never forget kindnesses” by Confucius. Friends can easily be compared to hydrogen peroxide on a wound. They hurt you when you apply them into your life, but eventually they help you by healing what has been hurt. Friends have a funny way of supporting you when you least expect it. They’re there for you even when the dark surrounds you. They watch out for you well being even when you my not. Truly, friends are very important in every ones’ lives. I know that they are especially important in mine. I believe that without friends we would all be alone.
In March of 2008, I met who is now my best friend. Her and I were in the same Spanish class sophomore year. And little by little we became friends. In October she started to act more reserved and closed than normal. She became distant. She refused to talk to me, accept for hello or goodbyes, depending on whether or not it was a good day. It puzzled me. I didn’t know if I had done something wrong or if she just didn’t want to be friends anymore.
I confronted her and asked her why she was taking the actions that she was. She told me that she didn’t want to become too attached to me. That was scared that I wouldn’t want to be friends if she opened her mind to me. I said that this was completely untrue. That I wanted to be friends no matter what happened. She agreed that I was right and went on. I thought that things were patched up, but I was completely wrong.
For 2 months she would barely acknowledge me. I had become attached to her. So her ignorance was not taken lightly. By this time my feelings were hurt, or crushed. I felt trampled, like I wasn’t worth her time. I wanted to give up, but I knew that that’s not what friends do. I wrote here a letter explaining what I was struggling with, and how it made me feel.
Weeks past before I saw her next. When I did she had a smile on her face. She came up to me and gave me a loving hug, and said that she was sorry for putting me through everything that she did. She expressed that she was ready to open up, and let me get to really know her. Something that I had wanted for more than half a year was now finally true. My mood and attitude for life raced to the sky. Finally she noticed that I was there for her.
This story shows the actions of true friends, and even though I was the one who was there for her, it still made an incredible impact on my life. I learned that being a good friend to someone else not only helps them, but also you. It opens your mind and emotions so that you can see in plain sight what is affecting you. I have a lot of gratitude to my best friend for what she brought out of me. She unintentionally created a friend that learned how to care and feel for her. She also changed me into the person that I am proud to be today.
I believe that friends are some of the most important people within our lives. If we didn’t have them, then who would watch out for us? Who would care? No one. We would each go about our days, looking out for our selves. But luckily that’s not the case. Luckily we have the opportunity to have amazing people in our lives that make life worth living for. Because living life to help others is so much more satisfying than living for ourselves. I believe that we didn’t have friends we would all be alone.
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