I never thought that on my senior year that I would learn so much from a freshman. I never thought that the person that I cared for the most would be a freshman. I never would have imagined that my life would be changed forever by that freshman.

To paint a clear picture of how much I was changed by that freshman I would need to tell you how I was before I met her.

Before this year I was cold, hard, lonely, ill mannered and plainly living life on the wrong side of the tracks. Pot, pills, alcohol, these things were all around me and my life. I might not have been doing them but they were still there. They were influencing my life in someway or another. To say the truth, I think that these things would have ruined my life and I would probably dead by now if not for that freshman.

She was introduced to me as Laken Hall. A spunky, hip, preppy, naïve freshman. Ever since the first day I saw her I knew I wanted to be part of her life somehow. At first we only talked because she was friends with some of my friends but that didn't matter, every friendship has to start somehow.

As the months went by things got closer and closer between us, to the point in which I had a great attraction towards her. I knew I would need to change all the bad things in my life if I even wanted a chance with her. At first I started to change little by little only because of the fixation I had for her. Soon enough she did confess that she felt the same way for me as I did her but that her parents would never allow her to date a senior.

I kept writing my poems and my stories for her and things grew to the point in which I felt like she was as close a friend as a brother or sister. The feeling I had once felt for her was gone it was replaced by the love that a brother feels for his sister or mother.

Slowly I began to slide down an invisible hill, headed towards the wrong side of the tracks. She and I spent many of ours days screaming and being pissed at each other, our friendship almost ended with my stupidity.

Not to long ago we were reading a book in English class called “The Ultimate Gift” by Jim Stovall. I was always one to read law room thrillers and the such but this book. It was so intriguing and captivating. That I could not resist the slow pace that the class was reading it at, so I read ahead and finished it that very day.

That night I had a dream that I felt was greatly influenced by that book. In my dream it was like a person of my life came out to me and explained how each gift from that book applied to me. Thats were I realized how much of an ass I had been lately. I'm not going to go into details about the dream because that would involve me writing a book in itself for it. But I will say this, if not for that dream my bestest (made up word that she and I use) friend would have been lost forever.

The next day I stopped her in the hall and said sorry for all the things I had ever done wrong and for taking our friendship for granted. There were other words exchanged between us that ultimately ended up with her crying. I thought that I had done something wrong and was already halfway pleading forgiveness once again when she stopped me. She told me that she wasn't crying because I had said something that had hurt her feelings. She told me that she was crying because I had finally realized everything that she had been trying to get into my thick skull all along. She was crying because she had finally found someone she could trust with her life and now I was going to be leaving her.

The moral of this story is that, you should never ever take something for granted and most importantly don't live life always thinking about yourself. If you truly want to be happy in life you should put other peoples well-being in mind first and then your own. By trying your best to make sure you don't hurt other peoples feeling's you indirectly set up your own life up in happiness.

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