Up to this point life was grand, a loving family, friends galore, people would say hello even if they didn’t know him personally. But, as a witness to the storm that is life he had a realization that he was not of the common mold. A mind that has intellect but wanted to use only when he felt the subject suited him. A body that was considered below par. A boy turning into a man who was beginning to discuss philosophy, religion, economics, and politics with those older and wiser. Yet, someone who was described as young at heart who joked and was never actually serious. A apparent contradiction of the mind, an old soul, yet young at heart. In the fourth grade his definition of friendship changed. A boy who was always the optimist, the dreamer now faced with the revelations with growing up in an uncertain world with other people. He told his mother he had no friends but when she inquired to the teacher she said otherwise. He thought however that friendship was a object not easily achieved. Then, in the fifth grade his best friend made the deepest betrayal. To climb the social ladder of young popularity he sold out his supposed friend to make it with kids thought cooler. Even when the apologies rolled in, it was too late, a friendship…