I believe in friends. One of my friends got into a bad fight with her mom a few weeks ago. She told me about it and we talked about how she felt. That incident really strengthened our friendship and i made us both feel better. My life is based on my friends. My weekend plans, my weeknight plans, even most of my summer plans are iwth my friends. I am sane because of the people who love me. If i need to vent after having a bout with my parents, I call up one of my friends who isn’t at work. For the first eighteen years of my life, my friends acted as my out-of-bounds lines. The choices I make, whether they are good or bad, are made with the opinions of the people who care about me. My friends shape my destiny because my friends know me. This I believe.