Observing Essay

Helen Keller once said that “the best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched, they must be felt with the heart”. That is the true definition of friendship to me. Her hair is somewhat of a curtain of chestnut, maybe even a waterfall of auburn, her eyes are that color of the ocean. As she walks down the paths of campus, I always think to myself, who is she, and what is her story. She is one of those girls who is so complex and there is so many admirable traits. Gladly, I call this girl one of my best friends. As you take a step back from everything, and just think about it, how does friendship work?Most people are not much different from a leaf that blows down the street. They are there only for a short period of time Out of all of the people in Pittsburg, its two people, creating a bond and being able to trust them with anything and everything. Courtney Johnson is a Freshman here at Pittsburg State University, and she is the girl that I automatically clicked with since day one. Her hair is so long that it reaches the middle of her lower back and all you want to do is get under it so that you can hide from everything so that you can become part of her world. Her face is somewhat round and automatically draws my attention every time I see her. I watch her walk down the street and I notice, that she has a subtle strut in her step, like she walks with a purpose everywhere she goes. When I looked upon her from head to toe, it seems as though the beauty of her legs continued from her waist to the tip of her toes. She had a slight hourglass shaped body with a super long torso. She is an average sized girl, maybe a little on the taller side, but nothing as close to my height. She wears vibrantly colored clothes, of all assortment. I have seen her closet, and it is full of clothes from several different stores. Courtney loves to dress up, today, it is about 30 degrees outside and she is wearing a pair of leggings with aztec print