WW 1

11071081_593439220809582_4033583273395253997_o12615653_593439197476251_6368975048292962192_o12657224_593439214142916_3979456916721644776_oI met Elliott when we were 10 years old. We had the same classes but didn’t really know each other. I had my friends and well…he had his books. He always had his nose stuck in a book. Stories about sea life, pirates, and other nautical adventures. He carried a copy of Moby Dick with him everywhere…from the well worn look of it, you could tell it had been read many, many times. He didn’t really talk to anyone. He sat by himself at lunch and during recess he preferred to go back to the classroom and play on the computer than to go outside with the rest of us. I didn’t know it back then but Elliott had learned early on how mean kids could be when you were different…

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