Ethan

  There was this one kid, let’s call him Ethan (I don’t remember his name). Ethan was your typical elementary school kid. He would run around and laugh and do all spurts of crazy things. One day I decided to walk up to Ethan, and maybe talk to him. When I walked up to him (mind you, I have never talked to this kid a day in my life), I found out that he didn’t speak English. I thought this was kind of weird because I have never talked to anybody that had not been speaking English their whole life.

  I decided to try and communicate though because I really did think he was interesting. It was rough at first, but we figured out a way to communicate without really talking to each other. It almost seemed like we could have conversations even though we had no idea what they would say, but our gestures said everything. In conclusion, we held a good friendship for many years until we finally switched schools, and I can finally understand how easy it is to communicate without “communicating.”

Elementary School

  I remember a time when I was in elementary school. Times were simpler then. All I had to do was wake up, brush my teeth, eat breakfast, go to school, and then do whatever I wanted after that. I liked elementary school. This was until I started to get bullied. 

  I still don’t know why I got bullied. Sometimes I wonder if it was because of how I looked. Or maybe it was that I was too competitive. All I know is that from that time on, I never was the same. I would always wear hoodies and hats. I wouldn’t talk as much. Life got hard.

Friends

  I had a lot of friends growing up. We would laugh, run around, and play. But I remember when things changed. We would be playing on the swings then all of a sudden, my “friends” would just leave me for another friend group. Am I that annoying? Am I that unfunny? Why does nobody want to hang out with me any more?

  I started to hang out with a new friend group of my own though. It was nothing big, or special. Just a couple of people laughing and messing around. It was nice. It slowly started to help me with my sadness. I escaped.

  A Talk

  I was watching my Ipad in my room, when my dad asked me to talk in the living room. This isn’t that normal, and I’m not dumb, so I figured out something was wrong. I was right, unfortunately. My grandpa had just passed away. It hit me like a truck. I was at least 2 years older now from the time my 1st grandpa died. I understand the pain now. 

  I would cry and wonder “why me?” I mean it’s not like I am deserving of it, right? Was I deserving of it? Was a higher being out there so mad at me that I had to lose both of my grandpa’s at such a young age? No, no, it can’t be. I have been such a good boy this year. So I asked again, “why me?”

Schools

  I never even thought about moving schools. Why would I? I mean it’s not like I could do anything. All I could do was say goodbye to my friends and have a fresh start. But I didn’t want to. Nonetheless i went anyways and it was very mediocre.

  I don’t know how to explain it other than, “meh.” I mean i was expecting a lot more. Besides the making new friends and nobody knowing me, it was kind of nice. I would totally recommend it.