I met Julia in fourth grade when we became locker buddies- which did not last long with the lice outbreak- and we became friends in fifth grade when we started hanging out with each other outside of school. In sixth grade, we decided to try out for the cheerleading team together even though it was something new for both of us yet we ended up making the team.
Middle school we became super close friends; we would go on walks together to our towns, bike to each others’ houses, and overall have lots of fun. She was the wild one out of the two of us and I was always nervous about what was going to happen next. Julia pushed me out of my comfort zone so much which I am super grateful for. She once dragged me to a park and found the sewer stream behind it filled with graffiti and picked up a spray can from the ground to add our initials to the concrete wall. Julia would make sure when I would take her boating that we would get whipped off the tube behind my boat because she always wanted to “go crazy” while tubing.
We always thought in high school that she would end up going to college at a big southern school with a good football team and I would end up at a smaller liberal arts school in-state yet I ended up going to school five hours away in a different state with 8,000 students and she lives at home and commutes to a tiny private school with less than 2,000 students. Due to the difference in our lives now and the atmosphere of the schools we go to, it is difficult to talk to her. I feel bad when I talk about going to games and living in a dorm when these are not things that she can do. When I come home from a break though it is like time never stopped and we have so much fun together having dance parties and finding new coffee shops to try in our area.
On Friendship 