Ally and I have been best friends since the sixth grade. I met her through my horse back riding lessons. When we first started to hang out, the friendship was rocky. When my mom asked what I thought of her, I said, “she’s okay.” (That makes Ally and I laugh to this day.)
She’s the more outgoing one. When high school came around, she was the one who introduced Jordyn and Sarah. I was still the quiet, wallflower-like girl she’d first met. It didn’t take long for the four of us to click. It didn’t matter that Sarah and Jordyn were loudest people I’d ever heard when put together, or that Ally was ten times more courageous than I and willing to fight for all of us, or that Jordyn wasn’t afraid to flaunt her self-confidence, or that Sarah’s heart was large enough to swallow all of my problems and hers. The four of us together in a class was bound to cause so much trouble (we learned that quickly sophomore year). We became tighter than sisters.
And now we’re splitting apart for college, even though it breaks my heart to say so. I don’t doubt we’ll remain friends. They’ve changed me for the better. These three girls have made me stronger, more confident, louder, and eager to be heard. Ally taught me that it is worth it to stand up for things you care about—most importantly, your friends. Sarah has been there for me, listening, with me whenever I needed her. Jordyn pushed me to go after my dreams—or crushes—without hesitation. I have grown so much because of them.
I love them so much.