My Lifelong Friend

If I could have only one friend for the rest of my life, I would have to pick the one friend I have had my entire life, Carey. We have been best friends since she was born, because I am four months older than her. Our older siblings met in kindergarten and we have been inseparable since. The reason why I would keep only Carey is not only because she is my oldest and closet friend, but because she knows everything about me and loves me despite everything I have done and been through. I have also experienced so much with Carey. Everytime I think about a childhood memory, Carey is always in those memories. There are things that I shared with Carey I wouldn't trade to have shared them with someone else. How many people can say that they were potty trained with their best friend? Or took bathes with their best friend so that their dad could save a little time? I did all those things with Carey. I remember every summer I would go Carey's house and spend weeks at a time there. Those were the best summers of my life. There was nothing like playing outside with Carey and her dog Trapper. And when we weren't outside playing with Trapper or playing games, climbing trees, or swinging, we were inside playing with toys, watching Disney movies, or taking naps. Nowdays, I don't get to go see Carey every summer, but I still make it a point to see her. Our visits are pretty much the same as they were when we were little. Only instead of playing outside, we are outside trying to get a tan. And when we are inside, we still watch movies, but now we talk about every little thing known to man. But we mostly do that when we are getting ready to go to bed. Or when it's really late. Another reason why I would choose Carey is because I have gone through some of the worst times in my life with her. One thing that comes to mind is when my grandmother passed away two years ago. I honestly do not know what I would have done without her there when we buried Nana. All I wanted to do was curl up in a ball and pretend that Nana wasn't gone, but Carey wouldn't stand for it. She did everything in her power to keep me from falling apart. Carey held my hand as we walked to the cemetary and was next to me throughout the entire burial. Carey didn't say much but I knew everything she was feeling and to be honest, she didn't have to say anything. I knew that just her being there for me said everything. Carey and I joke that we are each other's twin, just born to separate families. I think sometimes that our joke really isn't a joke, but it's real. Carey was my first friend, and I want her to be my last friend. This is why if I had to choose only one friend for the rest of my life, then I would choose Carey.

Ok I had to write that for a scholarship I am trying to win and I really like what I wrote and wanted to be able to keep it forever so I am putting it in here.