My Best And The Only Friend example essay topic

"2', long brown hair, and big blue eyes. It's hard to place exactly when and where it all happened. So let me just fill you in on how I got where I am today. I met her in the seventh grade for the first time through a mutual friend. From that moment on I had a big crush. We talked on occasion throughout eighth grade up until high school.

We hung out a few times and then junior year rolled around and I was asked for a favor. It was my chance to finally get my foot in the door. She asked me to take her to her friend's high school so that we could eat lunch with her. Of course being the nice guy I was and knowing exactly how I felt about this girl, I jumped on the chance. The day went well and I thought I was on my way. The phone call I got was to help move the same friend's TV, so once again I took the chance to try to better my position.

This time there were other guys there and I felt really out of place. But I did all I could to try and make this situation a little better than the last. We began to talk more and pass notes in the hallway. Then one say she walked into the nurse's office at school, where I worked during 7th period, and it started once again.

I swore to my best friend who worked in there with me, that she was way out of my league and that I had been trying all year to land this girl that I wanted since 7th grade. He told me just to give it a chance and to ask her out. And so risking all I had and acting completely out of my comfort zone I did the impossible and asked her to dinner. We talked, ate, she told me how she had two dates that upcoming weekend which kind pushed me back, but as my friend suggested I worked at it and eventually started to hang out with her regularly. And then the night came where we kissed for the first time, May 28th, 2003. Finally I thought, I finally did it, but since we were a little light minded at the time I didn't know what her intentions were.

So the next day my friend and I went to her house and I was extremely nervous. Nothing happened, but my friend insisted that the vibes were there and that I was definitely in. The only problem was the next day I would leave for camp. Well, she came over to say bye before I left and we kissed once again in my room. But again without explaining how we felt I left for the longest three weeks of my life. I wrote her a letter asking her to let me know how she felt, and then at the beginning of the 3rd week I got a reply.

I set outside with my friend Stone, and I was too worried to open it up believing that it would kill me. But I did and I read it, and nothing. She hadn't mentioned it at all, the only problem was I read it in the sun and missed her P.S. So when I read it again to only make myself feel worse I came across the P.S. and there it was "your best friend, and maybe more... ". I literally flipped shit, because I would see the next week and when I got back I had come to find out that she had been grounded, so my friend Hunter took me to see The Incredible Hulk movie and afterwards we went to her house. He called her and told her that my car had stopped and that I wasn't back yet, so when she walked out of her house I hid behind the bushes, surprised her, and got what I still feel as the best hug of my life.

I knew then and there that this was the only girl for me. The next 16 months would prove to be the best I have ever had. I unfortunately discovered that she was a very depressed person and that she was having a really rough time with it. But knowing how much I wanted to be with her I stuck it out with all I had. With no trouble I would stay on the phone for hours making sure she was ok and that she wouldn't do anything stupid. We went through more than you would ever know together and shared a great amount of firsts.

We would go to the Water wall in downtown Houston and have the best talks and would make out under the tress in the dark. I had no doubt in my mind that this was the girl for me. Homecoming was probably the first time she realized how much I loved her and that I would do anything for her at the drop of a hat. I dressed up as John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever as our theme was "That 70's Night". I used all the money I had made from my job to buy a suit, limo, flowers, and took her to the fanciest and most romantic place in town.

We went to the dance and had loads of fun. After that we proceeded to my house only to watch a movie and fall asleep on the couch. Christmas time came around and she spent those days at my house. It was the best Christmas I have ever had.

Nothing really changed apart from the other times, except that she was there and we all consider her part of the family, which made me feel really good to know that my close family loved her like I did. The next big thing to come around was prom and even though I thought I spent a lot of money on homecoming, prom was double it not triple that cost, but I never hesitated because I still knew that this was the girl for me. As summer came around a road trip was in the planning, just for a week or so nothing to big. We had it all planned out and it was going to be the best.

Next thing I know her best friend was telling me how she wanted to get married in Vegas on our road trip. I was a little taken back, because I was not really sure if this early was the time. I mean I knew I wanted to be with her forever, but was now the time to start that life? I thought about it day in and day out and I decided that if that's what she wanted I was behind her a hundred percent.

So I was ready for it, for the ultimate commitment. The trip never ended up happening but the topic was discussed and we decided that we should stay together and that now wasn't the best time to get married. Over the summer we visited this campus and decided that we would live in Cambridge Oaks and that everything would be perfect. But as we moved in, living so close seemed to be a problem; I mean we had spent almost everyday with each other and it had never caused a problem before. And then the fighting started, and we fought a lot, but I thought, "Hell we have been through worse we will get through this too".

That wasn't the case, in fact it proved to be the demise of our relationship. It was a Wednesday, and we went to a awards ceremony for her father, and then we went back to the apartment and she broke the news, she didn't want to be together anymore. I was crushed, that first week was the worst week of my life. She was spending all her time going to parties and hanging out with this one guy, while I was at home wallowing in depression.

I didn't understand it, how she could drop everything and move on. Three weeks after that horrible day, she informed me that she was dating again and I was even more crushed than before, because now I knew she was done for good. I walked back to my apartment sat on my porch, smoked and cigarette and put it out on my arm. It probably should of hurt, but I felt nothing, I was numb inside and out. I couldn't understand how she could do that and not care how it affected me. I still don't know how she does what she does.

How she can think that I'm fine with everything. And so I sit here in bitter despair trying to make sense of my life, trying to make friends, because now I have none. My roommate moved out not too long after this happened, so now I am officially alone. I don't know how to handle what I'm going through because for so long she was my best and the only friend that I could talk to about anything. Now that's gone and I can't understand why or how she would do this. So I honestly feel like I'm slowly fading away and there is nothing that can stop it.

So now I'm bitter and lives as far as I know it sucks, but what can I do other than sit here and try and deal with whatever comes my way. When the first thing that comes to mind and the last think I think about before I go to bed, is how easy it would be to just end it all and not have to deal with it anymore. And the only reason I don't is because I have this hope that I know will never come true but I want it to so bad that I cant help but hang on to it. Maybe one day she will come back and I need to wait and see if that day will come.

So how do you handle it?