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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