Descriptive Portrait essays

             Have you ever had someone in your life who helped you figure


out who who you were? Someone who showed you the right path.


Someone who was there right next you even if you did not take


that path. Someone who always seemed to be right, but never held


it against you when you were not. Someone whom without your life


would most likely be entirely different. I have. Her name was


Melissa was more than my neighbor. She was more than my


mentor. She was my best friend. Melissa lived three houses down


from me when I moved into a new neighborhood. She made moving to


a new neighborhood alot easier. She was one of those people who


was friends with everybody. She was friends with everyone because


she was so special. She was always in a good mood, always had


something pleasant to say, and no matter what was going on, she


Melissa was a few years older than me but we were both


young. I was in the fifth grade and she was in junior high when


we met. She was tall for her age and practically towered over me.


She almost always kept her long golden hair pulled back into a


pony tail because she was a bit of a tomboy and liked to be


athletic. But when she let it down and it waved in the gentle


breeze, there was no doubt she was a girl. Her facial features


were very soft, yet if you met her once, you would never forget


her name. She also had the deepest green eyes that would sparkle


so bright when she flashed her pearly white teeth, she could


light up an entire room. Which she often did.


Everywhere she was, there would be laughter, smiles and


happiness spreading out like some sort of delightful virus. She


would listen to you. She would be your friend, even if she just


met you. I can not remember a time when she had something


unpleasant to say about someone. That was one of many valuable


lessons I learned from her and have made apart of my life.


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