His name was Joesph
Although I knew I like Joseph for his kind, honest charm and handsome appearance, I didn’t know immediately why I liked him more than any other boys. But over the summer I came to understand why I adored him.
I had lived the first three years of high school as if they were a great thing. I had felt that everyday was a good time, and everyone frustrated me because they didn’t understand my thoughts and feelings. I loathed the behavior of my peers and felt I had everything to offer the world. I felt satisfied following the rules. I wanted to follow convention and not try things that other kids do.
When I met Joseph, I was amazed at what a happy person he was, eager to do and try everything, accepting challenges with an energy and excitement for life. I always searched for the good in everyone and the positive in every situation.
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