My Ideal Friend

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Sharnell Grant
Professor Neagle
English 111
15 September 2010
 

We All Need Somebody to Lean On: My Ideal Friend
According to Sharita Gadison, “Some friends come and go like a season, others are arranged in our lives for a reason. “ Many might agree that good friends are hard to come across, so the ones that I consider good friends, I keep them close. I know without a doubt the qualities that make a good friend.  A friend is someone who is dependable. When all else fails, it never harms to be able to have that one person to rely on. Trustworthiness is also a molding quality that helps me define a true friend; having someone I can tell my biggest secrets to and not think twice about anyone else finding out. Last, but surely not least, the shared joy that I receive with a friend makes the friendship worthwhile.   Even as a child, I was able to separate real friends from not so real ones, so therefore I learned very quickly to value dependability in a friend.  Every October 31st, on Halloween, a friend named Shana and I went trick-or-treating. We never missed a year up until about the age of eleven. On one particular Halloween, my mother was sick. She had recently

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been diagnosed with chrones disease, so Shana and her mother volunteered to take me. At first, I was a little upset because my mom would not be able to go, but I knew that I would have almost as much fun as I would if she were there because Shana always knew how to cheer me up. As I prepared for Shana to come over, I started to get my things together. I was looking for my Halloween bag, the one I use every year. I practically searched the whole house and I still was not able to find it anywhere. I finally gave up and asked my mom if she had seen it lately. She told me that she threw it away and that she had been meaning to buy me another one. It was the only one I ever used! Not that it was special or anything, but I really liked it because it was so big and held a lot of candy! Well, once my mom told me it was gone, I quickly ran to the phone and called Shana. I asked her if she had another Halloween bag to spare, and without hesitation she replied, “Of course”. I let out a sigh of relief, and on top of that, it was bigger than the one I had before! I knew I could always depend on Shana and her family for anything. They always came through whenever I needed them, and they never had a problem with helping my family and I with anything.

I was always so excited for Shana to come over. We shared a joy that no one could ever take from us. Year after year, the excitement never died. I always got a certain thrill when Shana and I hung out. I just loved being with her; spending time and making memories. My favorite part about our Halloween experiences were when we got to see each others costumes. It was almost as if it was a mystery that was waiting to be unfolded. We were both so eager to see what each other chose to be that year. This year had to be one of my most favorite costumes. Since the “Rugrats” was my favorite television show at Grant 3

the time, I decided to dress up as one of the characters, Susie. Susie and I were alike in many ways. Susie wore her hair in three braids with a barette at the end of each. She was also shown to be the best at almost everything she did. She might as well have been my twin!

When Shana finally got to my house, I ran to open the door. I couldn’t wait to see what costume she had. Coincidently, she dressed up as Angelica; Susie’s enemy! Angelica and Susie are the complete opposite. Angelica can best be described as the spoiled, vain, sarcastic and selfish one, even though Shana did not reflect a single one of those qualities. While our parents were catching up on things downstairs, Shana and I went up to my room. We laughed and laughed about how we basically picked matching costumes without even knowing. All we did was laugh together. We never shared a dull moment. While we were upstairs, we...
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