Narrative Essay

I once used to have a best friend. His name was Matthew Blatt. Most Teachers in my school would not really think of this student to be responsible or have any discipline since he was a troublemaker. Most teachers wouldn’t trust him, or me. That is because I always used to make trouble with him. Yes that’s right; I once used to be a trouble maker. That’s when I used to hang out with my best friend, Matthew Blatt.
I’m not really used to calling him my best friend, but it’s only now that I realize he was my only best friend I had over here. When my first year at Dalat began, he wasn’t really my friend. I just saw him as a nuisance, and he saw me as an annoyance. We saw each other as enemies, and almost hated each other, but it was art class. It was art class in which we talked to each other, and then we realized we had a lot in common. From then on, we were good friends. A road of unknown joys and troubles we both decided to take.
It was strange really. It made sense as to why we would both be friends, because he liked the same music, same manga, same books, and same ideas about things. We would mess around in various classes, making jokes and talking about the latest manga releases. Every class we would talk a lot. And there were other people too. These were other friends we would laugh around with. Those were the good old days. The days I used to have fun with Matt. We did crazy things together. I guess it’s pathetic that I still hold onto these old memories, but these were the good times that I cherish.
Those good days did not last long, because our trouble and messing around was being noticed. And soon enough, we were separated. Now I don’t want to make this sound like we are both gay partners, and something like that, but we were pretty close. And being separated in classes was like something missing during the day. I got closer to other friends too, but like my good friend was gone from me. It was beneficial though. I found that I caught up on a lot more work than I did with Matt. But being gone from friends was bad. Since some teachers did separate a whole group of guys in the class. It took a while to get used to though, being away from friends.
The last day I remember with Matt was when we all went to Gurney. It was fun, because it was just me, Joel, Jeffrey, Moses, and Hara. Matt paid for Jeffrey and Moses’ dinner (beggars). We went around Gurney, playing music in the Apple store, looking at stuff, and playing pranks on Joel. Pranks like the ditching games, and just a few jokes.
Nowadays, with Matt gone, it’s just me, Jason, and Joel. We don’t do much at school, but at least we hang out. It’s like all the times of trouble and having fun are gone. But they’re not really. I still try to keep things together. He was my only best friend I’ve had for a long time, now I just have friends. Although, I’m not lonely, I still have everyone else in the class.

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