The Making of a True Person :: essays research papers

One day five years ago I meet a boy. This boy was specialin every carriage possible, except with himself. He had alwaysheld back his feelings never sharing his thoughts withanyone. afterward a while this boy had grow close to me andwe had started dating. The boy and I decided one day tocall it off and just be good friends, but for the boy and I wedidnt realize it but we had already gravid to close. Duringa past years of world together we had date on and off. Finding that ever time we split apart we had grown closerand could never leave each others sight. Finally the boyand I decided to give it a long-term try, where we couldtalk out our differences and problems. I always knew thatthere was something he was holding back from me, but Icould figure out what it was.The boy and I finally came to find that we love each othernot only as a couple, but also as a friend. We could alwaystalk approximately what was on his mind and he would tell me littlestuff such as "I am just not ha ppy with how things work inlife." or "I cant understand how people do things like that." He would get upset so easily when he heard about parentsforcing kids to believe in what the parents wanted them toagainst their will. I never understood why until one daywhen he decided to talk to me about it. When we outgrowthstarted to talk he told me first about the scar on his side, hetold me how it wasnt a bullet mark that scraped across himbut it was from when he had grumbler pox. He told meabout when he used to live in Bristol, and his dada was aPasteur and how his dad had got to close to people in thechurch and they didnt like it so he was harassed until theymoved here. His dad got his license for being a Pastuertaken away because of that. The boy state he was scared until I came along.He said that he matt-up he could trust me and knew he shouldgive reasons on why he had hurt me before in the past. Hefelt that he should explicate him self to me so that I knewhow much Ive done for him. He said I opened doorways