June 2012
14 posts
A respected man from my old high school died recently. To many, he was an inspiration as a teacher and a track coach, but to me, he was just another face. He wasn’t anyone special to me, just a guy I barely saw for a year.
Why was that okay? My attitude toward people should never become the best of me. I acted so high and mighty that I didn’t care what became of him, he was just...
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