Part 1 of Essay
Looking around my living room, I see my greatest friends of my life are all around me on my book shelves. Every book I lift off the shelf pinpoints a time in my life. They represent all the joy, sorrow, and laughter felt in my life. The large, shiny red poetry book my father read to me reminds me of all of these. It i ....

Part 2 of Essay
.... and Junior High school. We fancied relishing our lunches together. Laughing about the boys' wicked ways and planning our revenge at the ensuing recess. This always made lunch go by so swiftly. It was hard to tear us apart. Hell, it was hard to tell us apart. We were both round bodied and a bit out of shape. But I always saw Belle in a jovial light. She had a merry way about her, and her laugh was infectious; it reminded me if Christmas bells, tingly, jingling and warm. I miss her. She was happy, givin ....