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Andrea Whitfield

Who I Am

By something wildePublished 6 years ago 2 min read
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My ride or die. My legend and savage in crime. She’s gotten me through plenty of things; dark days that I’m almost afraid to remember. At the end of the night, it always ends up being me and her. We’ll run in circles until the sun sets and when it’s dark outside, everyone else goes their separate ways, but we always stay together.

Andrea has always been my most fearless friend. She’s always the first one to tell someone off. She’s never afraid to be herself and say what she feels when she feels it. She glides through life like nothing can touch her. Andrea and I have conquered a lot together. We’ve certainly gotten away with plenty of things. I've discovered that the world simply can't handle us, not when we stand on our own and certainly not when we're together.

Earthquakes cower in fear at the sight of us. Hurricanes desiccate to river and rain. Tornadoes become nothing but wind whenever we decide to dig our heels into the Earth and make it our stomping ground.

Andrea is the The Valley's most powerful, she is the driving force that gives The Valley its strength. She makes The Valley indestructible. She is beautiful and loving and kind. She's a talented artist with a unique view of beauty that separates her art from everyone else's. She is an incredible friend and she'll go to war in a heartbeat for the people she loves. Nothing can compare to that wild, red mane of hers. It'll set fire to the world and burn for a lifetime, never to be put out or forgotten.

Andrea blessed me with a sense of self. She never let me believe that I was less. Every moment she can, she reminds me of who I am and just how much I'm worth. She’s always been my most authentic friend. She refuses to change or conform for anyone. With Andrea, you take what you get and you run with it.

Andrea is my best friend, we've been through just about everything together. I've shared all my laughs and all of my tears with her, she keeps me upright and moving forward. She makes my insecurities seem small and irrelevant, like they're completely non-existent. I can't comprehend what I would do without Andrea, she's the left to my right and the right to my left. I need her by my side. There is no Ginger & Jan without my Ginger.

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something wilde

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