Losing Best Friend
Madison Barr
Lang Arts. 4/5
Personal Narrative
8-29-13
Losing My Best Friend
One day when I was at school, a new girl had come into the school district and had decided to come to our school. Her name was Hailey Witlow. It was a few days before I had gone up to her and talked to her. But, I'm glad I did because after that day, nothing could separate us. We were like a nail and a hammer, peas and carrots, brother and sister. We were going to be friends forever.
We would hang out everyday, and every time that we could. We didn't have many classes together, well really we didn't have any classes together. Which made me upset but, we still hung out in the mornings, recess, lunch, after school, and before classes. She was one of the closest friends that I've ever had. She was so caring, kinda, funny, and trustful. I told her everything about my life and she did the same.
Nothing, and I mean nothing, could separate us at all. But, that's what I thought. Before she told me that she was moving away to Bloomington. I was so shocked and blown away. I asked her why she was moving and she said that her foster parent's got a job acceptance there that pays well.
I was really sad for awhile, but then I got over it and told her that we needed to spend as much time as possible together. So, from then on we did everything at every time together until she had to leave. When she left I was really sad because I was probably never going to see her again. Which made me really upset. A few days after she had left she hadn't texted me, emailed me, or messaged me on Facebook. I was worried if I had done something to make her angry before she left.
I became very angry because it had been a month after she left and there was still nothing. So I had texted her asking if we were still friends. And for the first time she said something back. She texted back that we are friends and wondering why I was so angry. I told her that I had been doing everything to try and reach
Lang Arts. 4/5
Personal Narrative
8-29-13
Losing My Best Friend
One day when I was at school, a new girl had come into the school district and had decided to come to our school. Her name was Hailey Witlow. It was a few days before I had gone up to her and talked to her. But, I'm glad I did because after that day, nothing could separate us. We were like a nail and a hammer, peas and carrots, brother and sister. We were going to be friends forever.
We would hang out everyday, and every time that we could. We didn't have many classes together, well really we didn't have any classes together. Which made me upset but, we still hung out in the mornings, recess, lunch, after school, and before classes. She was one of the closest friends that I've ever had. She was so caring, kinda, funny, and trustful. I told her everything about my life and she did the same.
Nothing, and I mean nothing, could separate us at all. But, that's what I thought. Before she told me that she was moving away to Bloomington. I was so shocked and blown away. I asked her why she was moving and she said that her foster parent's got a job acceptance there that pays well.
I was really sad for awhile, but then I got over it and told her that we needed to spend as much time as possible together. So, from then on we did everything at every time together until she had to leave. When she left I was really sad because I was probably never going to see her again. Which made me really upset. A few days after she had left she hadn't texted me, emailed me, or messaged me on Facebook. I was worried if I had done something to make her angry before she left.
I became very angry because it had been a month after she left and there was still nothing. So I had texted her asking if we were still friends. And for the first time she said something back. She texted back that we are friends and wondering why I was so angry. I told her that I had been doing everything to try and reach