Finding a group that you belong to, can be extremely hard. Whether it’s the jocks, the “nerds”, the drama geeks, the class clowns, the “bad” kids, or any of the other hundreds of social groups there are, everyone belongs to a group. For me, I didn’t find mine until 7th grade. I had friends, but they were the kinds of friends that fight all the time, and hate you on and off every other week some of my friends now were a part of this this group, but cutting the few people out that were the main causes of drama helped me find stability within a group of people. The friend group I have now I believe will be a major impact on who I become in the future.
Obviously the more friends the merrier, and i follow that, but I have 5 people that I consider close friends, and I know that these friendships will last a lifetime. One of my close friend’s name is Nina. Nina and I have had mutual friends since 5th grade, but we didn’t start getting along until 7th. She’s one of the only people I know that I can trust with almost anything. Even though we may fight sometimes, the fights usually never last more than a day without one of us apologizing. Nina is the one I can go to when I want to rant about a band that I like, or someone trying to argue on social media, and she will join in and rant with me, even if she has no idea what I’m talking about.
One of my other close friends is Cynthia, and she’s also not the brightest in real world situations, but she’s not very bright in school either. We’ve been friends since we were 4 years old when her and her at the time small Portuguese family moved in next door to me. Ever since then she has been the person I go to when I want to have a great time. Although she’s not the best with advice, and she often comes to me when she has to make a decision on her own, she’s one of the best people I have ever met. Cynthia has very strict parents, so it’s not often that we get to hangout, but when we do, it is always a fun time.
I have two people that I consider my best friends, that I hold higher than the rest. One of them is named Madison. We became friends in 4th grade, after her mom made her write me an apology letter for posting a status on Facebook about me saying, “I hate Makayla McDonald in 4th grade.” Now we look back at that and laugh, but I promise we were enemies back then. Madison and I do almost everything together, from holidays to vacations, we have always been inseparable. I know that even though sometimes we may fight, she always will have my back, and I will always have hers.