I watch the children around me have a group to play with, and stay with for the whole day. I was not alone for my best friend Adom, he stuck up for me, but he had a problem, he had a stutter.
Yet he talked the most, about everything, and cared about everyone there was, believing in a better world. Full of candy, and laughs. Oh how Adom made me laugh, in every single class.
But this boy with braids, I forgot his name, he had an older friend try to bully me into dating him. He walked as my shadow, always there, but it was okay becuase I didn't care.
He had no front teeth,. They had fallen out, he looked like an alien to me, from outer space at the time. But he had big green eyes, likes green grass.
It was why I had no friends except Adom, who was always around somewhere.. Somehow,. With his stutter he oils by control. Poor him. Poor me.
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Steph's Auto-biography
Non-FictionA new view of life through a first person perspective. Going down the road of years thrown away.
