choices.

When I was little, around 6 or 7 years old, I had a friend that would come over my house regularly and I would always hang out with him. When we got older and were going to 5th grade, people started making fun of him by calling him names because he was overweight and was a little different than the other kids including me.When the other kids would pick on him, I didnt do anything about it or stick up for him. The next year he movied to a new town and I realized how I was a jerkand lost a good friend.