Basadre, Danielle Ella Mae B. February 4, 2011 Neon-IV Draft # 2 Aim: To write a personal narrative essay One-Sided Friendship Ever since I was a little girl, I have had this best friend who is really unusual. But this friend of mine is amazing; he would take me to new places, new adventures. He opened a world of learning and entertainment. He showed me a lot of things and he makes sure that I’m always aware and updated in the latest happenings.
And you know what’s even better? He is always there when I need him. He doesn’t ask for so much attention and being with him gives me comfort and warmth. But, little did I know, that this best friend would soon betray me and cause me suffering. If before he was a good influence, now, he was a distraction, and I seemed to be so drawn into his world, that I even ignored things that are really essential. So one day, when I was inside the house with him, my mother asked me to buy something. I was reluctant because I didn’t want to leave him.
But then I had to obey; I went to the table to get the money beside the “fresh from the kettle tumbler” with c alamansi juice on it which had been prepared by my mom. Unfortunately, I accidentally knocked the tumbler over and the freshly boiled juice spilled onto my thigh. And all of this happened because I wasn’t giving my full attention to what I was doing; my attention was always on my bestfriend. I cried and I cried but he didn’t help me. My best friend had abandoned me. It really hurt when my thigh was burned. It was hard for me to move especially walk.
It was really a traumatic and saddening experience for me. I’ve realized that this friendship of ours was not healthy. Even my mother told me that spending time with him is bad, especially now that I’m more drawn into him. So I’ve made up my mind. I won’t be spending most of my time with him; I’ll try to lessen the time that we’re together. I’ve learned to prioritize what is really important. No more late nights and snack times with him. I’ll just bond with my family more; nothing would break us apart; not you, my ex-best friend, the television.