My Best Friends

If I was alone in this world and all I had was Amelia, and Hope for company, I think I would be reasonably happy. Out of my many bad choices, and my lacking luck, I guess the luckiest, happiest choice, or "fate" was becoming their friend. I am so lucky to have their friendship. Many people I know do not have "Best" friends, or friends that they can connect to, yes, they have friends but not close ones.

Amelia.

Is the most difficult, brave, beautiful person I know. She never thinks herself as beautiful, but she is. And it doesn't take much to be beautiful on the outside, but to be so on the inside? That's a real feat, and she has just that. She is not afraid, to tell me, when I am being selfish, to be crude when needed to be. I need that, she can give me a sharp slap round the face to wake me up, from whatever spiteful, or tedious thing I am doing or thinking, and can give me a high dose of a reality call. As well as this I value her opinion, incredibly, for I always seek her approval. She is to me, very wise, and when I need to talk about something, that involves a difficult decision, she will be my "Merlin" and give me her wise opinion. She is always right, but is funny when she isn't. Amelia, can always make me laugh, and somehow touches me, in the way that she relies on me, how she can randomly give me hugs, be very tender and loving in the way that she values our friendship. When I think about us, I often wonder how we even work as friends..our personalities are so different, and yet, we do work, I seem to notice more and more, how we are more insinc with our thoughts, in unison with each other. Amelia, is so refreshing to me, and I am so lucky to have her as one of my closest friends...and my sister.


Hope.

14 years, of friendship, is a very long time. Hope is my missing puzzle piece. She completes me in mind and soul. 14 years of friendship makes it very hard for me, to imagine my life without her. She knows how to motivate me, how to get the best out of me. We know each other more than we know ourselves, and yet this is not always true, for we aways are able to surprise each other. Hope knows how to handle me, and how to cope with my exasperating moods. She loves it when I get in rage, and always knows how to make me laugh. She listens, when I am upset, and doesn't tell me it'll be ok, for just her hugging me, is enough for me, to get my head together. Silence with her, is not over baring, or awkward, it is natural we do not need to speak to one another to get on. She is the one person who knows, without her knowing it, a hundred ways of hurting me, and yet she redeems herself in a million more ways. She lets me do my random urges, such as making a cake without planning to, getting on a bus and going somewhere we have never been before, finding a funfair, and going on the same ride twice, going on a 16 mile bike ride. Some of the best times of my life are with her. We are so alike sometimes it is just silly, but there are always barriers that block the way for me to tell her everything, and the same is with her. I am terrified of loosing her friendship, from her finding someone better than me to spend her time with. She is the most unique and inventive person, and I know that without her, I would not be as imaginative, and I would never be myself. For only when I am with her, I am truly me.