Always being alone never helped me. Feeling like no one noticed me made me depressed. The only thing that made me feel alive is basketball. Then one day a boy with dark blue hair came into the gym I practice in. He noticed me! I've never been so happy. I'm in the basketball regulars now. I have 5 friends now. They all have weird random hair colors; dark blue, red, green, purple, and pink. I felt like I was noticed and normal. ... It's been a year since I meet them. Today a new boy joined my group of friends. He probably has the most normal hair color, blond. He took his place on the team. I was named his teacher yet I wonder why. He is a lot better than me in basketball. I think I figured out why I'm his teacher. He has no sense of teamwork or responsibility. It's been two years with my first five friends and one year all of my friends together. This is my last year in middle school. We recently have been named The Generation of Miracles. We have started falling apart. My light has grown to strong and has gave up on me. Everyone except me has gotten so strong. We are no longer a team, just people in the same jersey on the same court. My friends have left me in the dust. All I am is just a shadow. Maybe one day I can find a new light but for now this is the end of me.