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!"

I'm Moving... Again...
Do you remember Liam? The guy from my story "The Double Treat"? He didn't disappear right after our fling ended. We stayed friends for many years after that. In those years, I made a friend called Sandy. A troubled girl that needed help. But before I start telling my story, I'll introduce myself for those who don't know me yet. I'm Luna, pleased to make your acquaintance. So back to Sandy, you'll love her... at first.
By Singster Jones7 years ago in Humans
To My Ex-Best Friend...
I guess I've never had much luck with other females. Females my age that is. I never knew why. It was like that in high school, too. I guess I saw something in that person that I did not like and I naturally just detached myself. To me, it was just part of growing up. I thought that everyone goes through something like that.
By Ysabelle Soto7 years ago in Humans
I Miss My Friend...
It was my friend's birthday yesterday and it's almost been a full year since he died... I really miss him. It all started on a Friday last year. I was homeless and living with my grandmother at the time but I was also in school finishing up my last three classes so I could get my Associate's. It wasn't going too well for me but I won't go into details about that.
By Don Anderson II7 years ago in Humans
Toxic Friendship
So here I am to tell you about a friendship I had. This is my first story on Vocal, so enjoy reading!! I knew him from school, he was a friend of my friend also from school. So we sometimes saw each other and we greeted each other but we weren‘t that close. One time he got into my class and we got to know each other more. He was a really funny guy and you could talk to him about every topic. So then we got closer and became really good friends but I also started to notice something, he always got angry at me for meeting other friends, he punished me with silence, like he doesn‘t talk to me for weeks. So I was always the one to go up to him and ask what‘s wrong. He started doing that regularly. It‘s always my fault and not his if we have a “fight” and like it’s not even a fight if I am close to people whom he doesn’t like or got in a fight with. And I am also always the one who has to ask for forgiveness. Why should I apologize for something that is not even worth an apology? I always felt so bad and cried all the time when he ignored me or just straight said that he hates me for the things I have done to him, what bad things though??
By Nour Saadouni7 years ago in Humans
An Open Letter to My Ex-Best Friend
Dear ex-best friend, It's taken me a long time to finally sit down and write this. A lot of heartache, anger, and sadness occurred before I could finally find clarity as to how this all played out.
By Devin Jennings7 years ago in Humans
Two Are Better than One: Community
You all, I am so guilty of isolating myself so much, it can be a little sickening. Anyone who knows me personally also knows that I am not much of a people person. I grew up in a big city where everyone minded their own business, never really said hi to one another, and truly just kept it moving. Unless you were already close friends, making new friends was abnormal. What a life to live, right—secluded and not really many people to count on. Until I left my hometown, nothing did ever change.
By Katheryn Compton7 years ago in Humans
A Satisfying Friendship
Hi there! Happy 2019! My plan is to write on here at least once a month, so let’s see if I can commit to that! Okay so by now I’ve missed January and tried near the beginning of February but what I first wrote wasn’t good enough so here’s me trying again before my March attempt(s)!
By K Miller7 years ago in Humans
Why It’s Important to Be Able to End a Friendship That Drags You Down
Friendship is a genuinely important part of life, and having people around as a support group is not only nice, but it’s also incredibly beneficial to one’s mental health.
By Jilian Woods7 years ago in Humans
Finding Yourself
Friendship can be a tricky thing. Friendship is about love, giving, learning, growing, and thriving. Much too often, people put their focus on the KIND of friendships they want to attain, rather than the people involved.
By Liam Bobie7 years ago in Humans
Finding Your 'Tribe'
Friendships ebb and flow. People come and go. Some people search their whole lives searching for “their tribe,” so called. I think that sometimes we get so stuck on what we picture in our minds that we miss out on the things right in front of us, especially when it comes to friendship. Movies portray these big groups of friends that stick together, who do everything together, are constantly stopping over each other's homes without calling, and so many things that may or may not be our reality. Everyone is different and every group of friends is different. Some are bigger than others, some are smaller than others, some are closer than others. What matters most is that your friends are there for you no matter what and that they are loyal.
By Bliss 7 years ago in Humans
The Disappearing Housemate
This is a cautionary story and quite a world away from anything I’m used to writing about! This is for all you people out there who, like me, cannot get on the property latter and have to rent. Everything in this post happened to me over the last year and a half and writing this down will not only be therapeutic, but I also hope that it will help some of you out there who are in a similar situation.
By Laura Daykin7 years ago in Humans
I Loved You, Too
The way we met will always make me a little too happy, really, and I think about it anytime I need a smile. When the girl next to me in our 10th-grade math class dropped a lighter out of her pocket, so you threw your pencil across the classroom as an excuse to come pick it up. I hadn’t even noticed her lighter fall, so I was very confused as to why you needed to come all the way over to us. You picked up the lighter and pencil at the same time and came around the desks to hug me, sliding the lighter into my pocket, thinking it was mine. I instinctively moved away from your embrace, but you managed to make it look less awkward than we both felt, and I can never thank you enough for saving me that day. If that lighter had been found under my desk by anybody else, my friend would have either been suspended under our zero-tolerance policies or would have blamed me, and I would have faced suspension. You really saved my academic career, but I didn’t think much of it then, and neither did you.
By Jane Doe7 years ago in Humans