Tuesday, May 28, 2019
Young Adults in Macomb County :: Friendships Relationships Essays
Young Adults in Macomb CountyIve merely known a lot of the people I bent out with for about two years. Ive kept a few of the old ones that Ive known since I was little but now my friends are always changing. Thats what happens when you specify older, people change and move on. Hopefully Ill hang on to the ones I have now better than I have in the past and shuffle some new ones along the way. Its really weird how everything started. I didnt go to school with the people I hang out with. My best friend Jacki and I decided to go miniature golfing one day and it all began. There were six really slow guys in front of us, we didnt indigence to talk to them but they were going really slow so we just asked them to hurry up. As we started talking we found out that they knew a kid named Ryan that Jacki worked with. done Ryan we ended up seeing them again. Eventually we started hanging out with the rest of their friends and everyone became a regular part of my life. Im standing ou tside, making sure to ring the lapse doorbell, the one to Chris basement. After ten proceeding Im about to leave but chip comes strolling up to the door just as I turn around. Nick doesnt live there even though it seems like he does because he never leaves. We both walk down into the basement. It smells like his dog. The lights are off and the only thing that keeps me from bumping into the furniture is the glow from the television. The usual people are there, Chris is sitting on the couch next to Tengler, Jeremy is sleeping on his bed and Nick is acting Mario Golf on Nintendo 64. I walk to the big green couch that I always sit on, it smells like dog food. After five minutes of no one saying anything the doorbell rings. Since no one seems to be making any effort to move toward the stairs I decide to act the door. Its Stephanie and Christina. Trevor and DeMatteis are pulling up in the driveway right behind them. We all walk into the basement. Everyone wants something to do.
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