During the summers in middle school, my friends live right next to me. We would always hangout and have fun times. One of the things we did often was go four-wheeling in our backwoods. Our woods had trails and we had permission to be riding on them. We always liked trying to find new trails even though we were only supposed to be on the trails that were already there. We were told that there was a grown-in airstrip behind our trails so us being the kids we were wanted to find it, and we did. We consistently rode that airstrip for a pretty long time until one day when Nash and Chase decided to go out four-wheeling one morning while I was still sleeping. They went out and was riding the trails and airstrip. I woke up and they were still out in the woods riding around. About 5 minutes later after I woke up, I got a call from one of them, “Can you please hurry up and grab a gas can and hop on your four-wheeler and bring it out to the air strip, a guy came out and told us that if we weren’t out in 5 minutes he is going to call the Game Wardens.” I got up as fast as I can, opened the garage, got my four-wheeler started and tied up the gas can to my four-wheeler. The only problem was that there was a part before the airstrip that was really deep and muddy and everytime I took my four-wheeler through it I would get stuck. I didn’t have a very big four-wheeler. Luckily I was able to get to the side enough that I ended up barely making it through. I found them way at the end of the air strip. I untied the gas can and they frantically poured it in. After it got poured in, we started our four-wheelers up and left as fast as we could. I let them go first and we made it back to Nash’s house just in time. Now that I look back on this situation today I don’t think he was actually going to call the Game Wardens and I think he used it more as a scare tactic to get us off the airstrip and it worked because we haven’t been there since. I try to be there for my friends as much as I can because I feel that is what friends are for.
A very similar story has happened like this but it is a little different. I decided to go out riding by myself because Nash was busy and Chase just didn’t want to. Another thing we like to do was to try and find big mud-holes to try and make it through. There was always this huge mud-hole that we always wanted to go through but we never did because we knew we would get stuck. I was getting bored of just riding on the trails over and over again. I came up with this great idea to try and make it through this mud-hole. LIke I mentioned above, my four-wheeler wasn’t that big and to be honest it had no chance of making it through. Me being the person I was, didn’t care at all, so I sent it in. I made it halfway through the mud hole and I got stuck. Nash wasn’t home at the time, so I called Chase. He lived a little further then Nash did but he was still close. I called him and I was like, “Hey do you think you could come help me get unstuck from this big mud-hole?” Chase being the nice friend he was said, “I guess so, I’ll be right there.” He stopped at my house and went into the garage and grabbed my dads four-wheeler. My dad’s four-wheeler was a lot bigger. I wasn’t that far into the woods so he was able to find where I was stuck. My dad’s four-wheeler had a winch so he was able to winch me out. My four-wheeler wouldn’t start after getting pulled out, so we had to tow it back to my house and try to figure out what was wrong with it. He helped me wash all the mud off my four-wheeler and we tried to figure out what was wrong with it but we couldn’t. That was the last day I ever rode that four-wheeler because my dad ended up selling it for cheap because something was wrong, but I can always count on my friends to be there for me no matter when and where it is. Being there for a friend or having a friend there for you I feel that it is very important.
Even though us 3 all may not be close anymore I feel like I could still rely on them if I do need something. I got closer with a different group of guys in highschool and we are all still close. I am here for them when they need some advice or help and I am they for all of them when they need advice and help. I would say that I have some very good friends and they have themselves a good one also.
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I really enjoyed this story about how you and your friends gave eachother helping hands when they needed each of you needed it. Im also glad to be able to call you my friend we have become close throughout high school Im very glad to have a friend like you and Ill always have your back.