friendship

C.S Lewis got it right: friendship is born when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!"

A letter to my best friend who I love most
I know all of you have friends and some of them will be your best friends. They are our driving fuel and they motivate us most. You can write an open letter to your best friend who you love. Also, you can send a message to your best friend, stating that how much he or she values you and how they become an integral part of your life.
By Shiju5 years ago in Humans
Escape from Neverland
This was not how he imagined the class would go. He nervously brushed some annoying strands of stubborn grey hair off his forehead, affixed his owl glasses to the bridge of his nose for the hundredth time, and gruffly cleared his throat. Several pairs of bespectacled eyes squinted at him before refocusing on the screens in front of them.
By Lilia5 years ago in Humans
The Rachel to my Monica
Having a best friend for over 10 years is an amazing thing. You know they will stick with you, both because you know too much, and they obviously love you to bits. Even after fights, rough patches and embarrassing memories, they are the person you want to vent to at the end of the week.
By Leah Harris5 years ago in Humans
To the Strongest Young Woman I Know
My dearest friend A, A because I’m keeping your identity a secret. I’ve known you for four years now, and it never ceases to amaze me how close we are in such a short time, and how strong you are. You don’t even know it, but in the short amount of time you’ve been on this earth you’ve managed to endure hardships others will never know, and still you keep a smile on your face and love in your heart.
By F5 years ago in Humans
Arizona Adventure
Arizona Adventure North of Tucson, Arizona, on Highway 10, is the little town of Marana. From the highway, all you see is a gas station, a restaurant and a couple other buildings. It is not a large place… just a dusty little town on the main highway between Tucson and Phoenix. But many truck drivers like to stop there for a sandwich and coffee.
By Robert Taylor5 years ago in Humans
White Lilies Are The Symbol Of Friendship
The flowers are the sign of love, care, and a Symbol of Friendship, if a person loves someone and shows its expression towards their beneficiary then the flower appears as the best option. Flowers has its language that will be cleared by its different hues and colors. The flower's astonishing decorative beauty creates a world of inclination and desire. These flower's fragrance is the real beauty of life and loveliness.
By Arabian Petals5 years ago in Humans
Seven years later
Eyes closed I listened to my iPod. I opened my eyes to make sure the bus wasn't there yet when I caught sight of a blonde boy. One I used to know when I was in elementary, but then middle school happened. I looked down at my iPod blinking rapidly as I heard the kids beside me getting up. I then looked up to see the bus pulling around the corner.
By Charity Walker5 years ago in Humans
Dear Jayme:
Dear Jayme, I know I’ve probably told you this a thousand times, but I just wanted to say it again; I wouldn’t be here today if it weren’t for you.
By Lindsay Dewolfe5 years ago in Humans
To You
An experimental Open Epistolary poem to my Aunts, my Mother, my sisters, and my Baba, my grandmother, and especially—-You. I love you. Love, Me.) ❤️ P.S- I picked Scarlett for the photo because she inspires me to fight no matter what happens in life.
By Melissa Ingoldsby5 years ago in Humans
I Ghosted My Friend For Saying I “Dressed Like a Slut”
I have a question for you. Have you ever been so astounded by the words spewing from someone’s mouth all you could do was stare?
By Evelyn Martinez5 years ago in Humans
A Girl’s Concerns
A Girl's Concerns For me it was not an unusual afternoon. I needed to sneak under the duvet and dissect my inclinations and desires. With luck, a rope and mirrors would save my sanity and I would lie naked and helpless on a seashore, waiting for the incoming tide. The phone rang. Well-bred friend Boudi shrieked down the phone; her style I love and envy. She demanded that I help at a meal to be hosted by her parents that very evening. It was quite beyond her. There would be French delicacies, Chateau Musar and unusual characters. My preference was to remain in despair on the seashore, seeking my salvation, but I owed her many favours. Besides, she promised breeding and intrigue. I clung to her vibe, dressed in my best and headed for the Tube to Sloane Square.
By Alice 5 years ago in Humans
butter knives break the ice
Kids learn to navigate adult parties in curious ways. I was no exception. While seated at the big people's table during a formal adult dinner, I made a startling six-year-old discovery.
By Carrie Wisehart5 years ago in Humans