Writing Feedback / "My friend, Angel" An essay about how I thought of her from day one until now [5]

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"About my friend, Angel" Revised version

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My first thought of her was that she was an introvert. She had a small yet graceful way of doing things that kept me into thinking that she had low self confidence. We didn't get a chance to hang since we sat in great distance from my first day all throughout my last day of sophomore year. I had a slim chance of being her friend since we went with different groups of friends. I observed everyone in class. Since I was new, I thought I'd see and try to figure out who these new people were even just from a distance. I sensed some sort of mysteriousness in her. I felt as though there was a lot going on inside her head. I let that thought slip out my curious mind since I thought it was none of my business. The next year we were on different classes. The mystery about her was still not solved. I still knew her as what I thought of her the first time.

On our senior year we were in the same class again.Still we sat in reasonable distance, thought that time we became friends. We started talking during free time, together with our mutual friends. The first few months I could talk to her only inside the class but then as our friendship grew we started eating lunch together. We ended up going with one group of friends. I knew she was one of those people who never liked speaking in front of many people, I had that correct. Senior year was the year I knew about her And the year the mystery began to unlock. She wanted to take dentistry in college. She also talked about being a teacher for children with special needs because her younger brother was one of them which I found really sweet of her. I was inspired by her love for her brother. Upon being friends with her I have learned that I was wrong about my first impression of her. She was not an introvert, I learned that she was just picky when it comes to friends. She did not want friends who would talk about her behind her back, or friends who would just talk to her when they needed her. Knowing that, I felt flattered since she chose to be friends with me. I thought, maybe that meant she thinks I'm trust worthy. Before our friendship, I thought she was just a timid girl waiting for the school year to end so she won't have a reason to deal with the dull-witted people in school. Once again I was wrong about that, she loved going to school. She had goals and was never for a moment sluggish. She had a lot of traits to be admired.

Her name most likely described her whole persona. Angel. She was honest, sometimes too much. I admired how straight forward she was, I could ask her anything and get an honest answer. She was reliable. Me, being her contrary have caused her some inconvenience but she didn't seem to mind. There were times I felt bad about making her do my home works but she kept on insisting. She was my life saver, My angel. Although there were times that she would push me to do my requirements. Sometimes she would ask me to volunteer for things I didn't want to volunteer for, such as writing the class prophesy for our batch's yearbook,drawing contests and story telling for our club. It was nice of her to think that I could do those things,it was nice knowing that she believed in me. The problem was I didn't believe in myself. I hated how she could eat mountains and mountains of rice and could never get fat. She, of course, had her flaws but so did I. We didn't discuss them that much,we were a good team. She had an elegant laugh and so was her way of talking. I liked that she accepted me for who I was. We were very opposite and yet she never asked me to change. She was not the crazy friend that everyone had to have, she was funny but not in a loud way. Hanging out with her was peaceful. I enjoyed her company. We shared secrets and had each other's back. I learned that there was something more than just that quiet, thin, white, average height girl. She was way beyond just another friend. She was a blessing.