(Maxwell, 8)

I was an outcast the one, no one liked, and it was just because Herobrine was my dad. School, was like my own personal hell. I only had my father to support me, I had no friends, no mom. Most of all, I had no big brothers or sisters. My dad is the one keeping me alive, if he didn't I'd be dead, from my emotions going out of whack. I wished, for someone to be my friend, but most of all for someone to feel like a big brother or sister to me.

(Silver, 17)

My life, was pretty wonderful. I had a nice group in school, and I guess you could say I'm popular. I was a small athlete, but my other friend, oh boy was she and athlete. I had a mom, and a big brother, sadly no father. My big brother loved to take care of me, his name, Jordon. I wanted another brother, but not to replace Jordon. A little brother, one I could take care of, like Jordon did with me. But, I never thought it would happen, but I guessed I believed.