10/5/1998
New York, NY
Age 16
I hoped maybe I'd do better in my math class I've been failing. But in English, I found a character that reminded me of my friend. And I saw a new
classmate that reminded me of another. My classmate was small and skinny. He said he moved here from Albany. And he said he had a hard time
making friends. Lately, I think things are the same way. Our teacher was happy that we finally had a final member in our reading group. Nobody else
chose to join us. Not a single student. Even the intern declined making the group.. Feasible. So, this kid comes and sits at our group and we pick up
where we left off. The trial. He laughed when it was his turn. It was a stupid time, he said, to move to a new school. I told him I made a terrible
decision and waited a year. But the truth was that I hadn't made that decision on my own. The government did. And I had no way to oppose. He told
me how great of a character Atticus, the lawyer was. Because he did exactly what was right. And nothing more than that. Almost just like my friend.
