My Best Friend Anne Frank Novels & Stories

"We found the girl, she lives at No. 22 Solomon street. It's just four street away from your friend's house" "What?! How come we never knew?" He asked looking surprised. "Actually.....presently, she's living with her friend named Mujeedat and she's always indoor coz she's scared someday you might find her" the guy finished saying and Abdul smirked. "Well...too bad she didn't hide enough...now that I've gotten her whereabout she can't do anything,could she?" He smirk. "Let have some fun before we go meet the princess....don't you think?" He said to the guy and they both smirk at each other.

“Sorry about Ava, I admit, I was jealous of her. She suddenly announced on national TV that my best friend was hers and I was so jealous and hurt, I didn’t realize that I was hurting you in the process. Astrid you and I have been friends for way too long and I love you so much as if you were my sister. Nobody has ever threatened our friendship until Ava.” I sigh, my anger dissipating. “Lily, I love you so much and you will always, always be my best friend. If you were a man I would have probably married you a long time ago.” She giggles and holds my hand. “Ava is nothing but my client and maybe, a friend but not my best friend. You will always be my best friend and I love, love, love you my

A L E X I S The pain of seeing your best friend—the person you've loved since you realized what it meant to like a guy more than a friend—fall for another woman is worse than breaking a bone and feeling every motion; even watching your world shatter doesn't compare because it all happened to be. I broke a bone in kindergarten when falling off a bike, my parents separated when I was sixteen, and I witnessed everything I knew fall apart, another woman take my mother's place, and me being pushed from daddy's spoiled princess to daddy's hardworking girl.

Actually doing it was another. Every time Gaspare finished with a lover, he would call me to clean up the room. I wondered which one it would be today. Lily? Or Celeste, who had come last month? My favorite was still Sandra. She only ever made a mess on the bed, never the entire room. When I opened the door, I found an unfamiliar face staring back at me. This woman had features that bore a passing resemblance to my best friend, Vera Toscano. I could not help but smile.

Sharon shook her head as I down it and poured another. “Are you sharing or is that all for you?” “Oh,” I turned to retrieve a glass for her. “I’m sorry. This shit has got me all flustered.” I poured her a glass and slid it over to her. “I see, but don’t feel bad, I’m in the same boat,” Sharon admitted. “What? With Matt?” “Yes and this is serious,” She gulped down the glass of wine so quickly I watched her immediately pour another. “He’s my son’s best friend!”

Anne immediately became alert. "I'm not concerned. I prepared everything last night. Felicia smiled warmly at her. "You're amazing, Anne." Anne smiled, her little teeth gleaming. "I want to be the very best kid ever so you will like me even more." That made Felicia's heart constrict. Anne was so kind and considerate. "I'll always like you the most, Anne, even if you don't do anything special." Anne smiled. "I like you the most too." "Anne, what is the topic of your speech today?"

Elona's POV The golden rays of the afternoon sun filtered through the tall trees lining the street as I walked down the familiar path to Crislynn's house. Crislynn has been my best friend since we were six years old. We share a street and they were welcoming when my father and I moved here back then. It was a luxurious neighborhood, but the glistening facades of the mansions were nothing compared to the dreams that brewed within us. With my heart racing, I approached the familiar house with its elegant architecture and well-kept garden. I raised my hand to knock on the door, butterflies dancing in my stomach.

The photograph of Anabel sat on the table in front of me, her face smiling and familiar, and I couldn't look away from it, couldn't stop staring at the woman who had been my best friend, my confidante, the person I had trusted more than almost anyone in the world. She had been there at the beginning, holding my hand when Merald handed me those divorce papers, encouraging me to fight when I wanted to give up, and all along, she had been working for the enemy.

*Scarlet* On Christmas Eve 26 years ago, I came into this world, a healthy, baby girl; but I wasn't the only one born on that day. Enter, Cole Caldwell; the other baby in my neighborhood, born Christmas Eve, 26 years ago. Also known as my best friend. His brother Johnny is one of my best friends too, but Cole and I have been attached at the hip since we entered this world. Years and years of sexual tension between us, yet, we NEVER have crossed that line. It's not like I haven't wanted to, the same goes for Cole; we just didn't want to ruin our friendship. Friends having sex, usually, never turns out good. I don't want to lose my best friend over something as simple as SEX. We both just rece

She said and again hugged me. But this time I also wrapped my hands around her. She was my only friend that I have when I was young. She was my sister, my guide, my partner in crime when we were young. I missed her all these years. She was my support system. She is my best friend, Avni. We used to live in the same colony. We were neighbors. Actually when I was five years old she with her family shifted in our neighborhood. My father and her father were business partners.