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I am a 9 year old boy named Dre. I don't have a 

lot of friends. I grew up without a dad and only 

with my mother. I'm not really a wild kid im 

actually just very nice.

I'm very antisocial, I don't really want to talk to anyone 

that I don't know. My mother tried to teach me to have 

friends so that I wouldn't have to be a mothers pet. I 

guess I just need to break out my shell.

Truth be told I was always scared of the dark. I 

thought there where monsters,because I didn't grow 

up with a man in the house. I wasn't taught to be 

strong. My mother didn't really know about it she 

just figured I would grow into it.

I hoped one day I could play sports with popular 

people. I was scared though, i can play good but 

just didn't know how to make friends. Ever time I  

saw the baseball team I'll turn and walk the other 

way.

My other hobby was to ski-lift. I went with my 

favorite cousin Alex, he is the only person feel I 

could trust and have a good time with. We went 

boarding ever other weekend and we lived on the 

same block.

I almost remember when I was 2 my dad would hold me 

and play with me like a airplane in the air. I figured he'd be 

around for the rest of my life, I mean he is my dad right? I 

just wished he was here because, I need man on man 

advice, my mother can't help with boy needs she's a 

woman. Besides I wouldn't have fun with her.

My favorite color is blue. Its my favorite color because, 

thats the color shirt my dad had on the last time I seen him. 

I guess I'll never see him again, Im going to have to figure 

out how to be a man on my own.

Some say they make friends the way they dress. Kids at my 

school wear Nikes, Polo, and all that expensive stuff. My 

mom doesn't buy all that, she sayes be greatful for what i 

do have. I wear Sketchers and Fila clothing and shoes. I 

guess thats a reason I'm not noticed.

Kids don't want to hang out with me because, I'm an 

outcast. I want to be like them, I mean I don't to be a 

follower but it's he cast in my situation. I just want to be 

cool, if my dad were here he would buy my everything I 

want because, he's also knew what it was like at this age for 

a boy to be cool.

I wish I had some realatives to go the 

same school with me. I could hang with 

them, and they can hang with other 

people that he would soon introduce me 

to so i would have more friends. Then 

it wouldn't be so bad for me to continue 

making friends through them I should 

look into my cousin switching schools 

for me so it can work out.

After school I walked up the street to Alex 

house and told him my idea from earlier. He 

seemed convinced because he knew my 

problems but he was popular. He told me he 

would start at my school tomorrow so we can 

work something out for me.

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