When I think about making a difference, a big gesture fills my mind. I have never really made a noticeable difference in something. But the differences that go unnoticed can be just as impactful.

 In 7th grade, I made a difference in someone’s life. A girl moved to our middle school from another Country and I welcomed her with open arms. She trusted me with her problems as I trusted her with mine. One day, she said, “I have depression,” and I felt obligated to make sure she didn’t feel alone. 

Being her friend for the next two years prompted growth in both of us. She told me I had helped her in ways I couldn’t understand. I kept what she said close to my heart. It felt surreal to make a difference so powerful in someone’s life.

I didn’t start a movement, cure cancer, or make an impact on the world but I did make a difference in someone’s life. You could say it was a small gesture, but in meaning, it was just as important. I am glad that I have the opportunity to say I have impacted someone’s life for the better and with that, I can say I have made a difference.