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
could get you to smile.
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.
She seemed to know everyth...