Thursday, April 8, 2010


The two girls seemed to share a brain. And they loved every minute of it. They liked the same music, they often said things in unison. They didn't look alike at all, though. One girl was tall, the other very short. Both had brown eyes and curly hair, but one's hair was a dirty blond while the other's was dark brown. One was timid around other people. The other was not. For about three years the girls loved their time together. One rarely had playdates, while the other seemed to have a friend over once a week. Sometimes people came between them; they felt jealous when they each aquired new friends. But it always worked out in the end. Yet going off to high school, the two girls suddenly realized . . . they were going their different ways. They weren't going to the same high school, and this tore them apart. They were always sad together for their last year, not enjoying the time together, but fearing the future. They wanted to shop for new friends who would be going to the same high school, but they knew it would be rude to do that to their BFFL, Best Friend For Life. Yet it would be hard to be BFFLs when they would hardly see each other. They tried to keep up their friendship, but it was difficult. Throughout high school, their personalities were slightly altared. They were much different people as seniors than they had been as eighth graders. But during every summer they still met up a few times, and they realized that old friends could still mix. It didn't have to be a painful goodbye . . . . they texted and e-mailed all the time. Technology aided them in keeping their friendship. When they saw each other during the summer in high school, they didn't feel awkward like they had nothing to talk about. They made more memories to talk about the next time they were together. One day in their friendship was equivalent to a year in some girl's. And they both knew just how to act on their last day as seniors in high school; they knew how to say goodbye to their friends.
"We'll still be friends," they both told their high school buddies, "We talk all the time now, and that will change when we get new friends in college. But no matter what, every summer, we can meet up or see each other. It'll be almost like a reunion so we can have fun and make memories." They told their friends about their current friendship; how they had actually kept in touch.
"I had promised her I would never forget her because we were such good friends, and I tell that to you now, knowing I can keep this promise," the brunette said after telling her good friend the story of her friend from pre-school to eighth grade. And her high school friends believed her. Some of them didn't bother to keep in touch. They didn't want to remember their past the way the two friends did. They weren't ashamed of it. Why would they be ashamed of good grades, fun, and a great friendship? The bigger question is: Why would they elect to forget such good things. And every year those two friends still stuck together a few times each summer. When they got out of college, they were both majoring in the same field. They didn't get a job at the same place or anything crazy like that, but they talked all the time. They e-mailed each other at work, called each other, and went out to lunch once a month or so. Maybe this doesn't happen so much in real life, but why would you want to forget your friends? Even if you're busy, you don't need to talk to them once a day or once a week or even once a month. Friends are really special people, and even if you have a lot of them, you really need to cherish them. Since I have such a sweet tooth, I compare friends to dessert. Maybe like a warm chocolate lava cake. Friends are amazing, and they aren't irreplacable. Friends are the people you turn to every day for advice. They're also the people who will listen to your problems, even if you're asking for sympathy or fishing for compliments.


  1. I really loved this, just because it shows how true friends never lose eachother. and it was written really well!

  2. Aww :) I'm still in touch with a friend who moved away in 4th grade...she comes up from Virginia every summer for a few days. You did a really good job of portraying the honesty of their situation-- I liked how it wasn't sugarcoated (until the end...sorry for the pun, haha)


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