"Rafael you are going to attend an all boys prestigious school starting tomorrow of course you are free to choose other schools if you want."
"Yes indeed Rafael you have a choice after all you can go to whatever school you want...as long as it is not expensive and it close to home okay."
"Honey you need to stop he has already attended his prep and is needed to start elementary right about now."
"I know but I can not help but worry as his mother."
"Well i guess he is still six years old still young but he needs to learn to be independent he can not be too attached to us, we have to train him to do things on his own."
"Okay but i still want him to be happy and you are such a good dad."
"Hah he is our first child and we did our best to raise him so let's just do this all for him."
I was called Rafael first by my grandmother who named me after the archangel because of how much my grandmother loved and cared about me and who wants us to be guided by God.
During the age of six to twelve I never learned my grandmother's actual name because she liked to go by the name I called her when she took care of me while my parents worked themselves every hour every day every week for few years.
My grandmother was a kind and strict woman she has cared for me and is the type to scold you or makes comments about you out of concern and frustration over bad things I do.
She is not unreasonable per se her comments make sense to me and I know she is correct most of the time.
My grandfather was one to take care of me along side my grandmother, he was the type to be easy going and fun to talk to despite him being a former judge he is still refered to by his title.
He has made some great achievement so I have heard.
I was the only child of my mom and dad no drama thankfully happened in the begining
During one of my days in elementary
I sat in my classroom listening to the teacher having the least bit of interest and understanding because of my childlike brain not being fully developed and the self-awareness not kicking in yet.
I traverse to school with some people who are from the same school and many of the older kids like to assert and show off how old they are to me and others.
Those days were tiresome days of dealing with younger annoying students and pompous older students in my school
I was in an all boys school so without my realizing I could not talk to women my age.
I have been friends with people and they invited me to their birthday parties however as we grew older and detached from the other we do not hang out too much.
My main issue is that my parents yell at is my academics because basically i was what they called a slow kid when it came to academics.
I was the type to not understand other people because every basic lesson was engraved in my childhood.
Those basic lessons have allowed me to unknowingly survived the clasrooms without being the center of attention in any kind whether being the smart one, handsome one, or the naughty one.
In the classrooms I felt that is the common thing lately.
My school days were not at all exciting to me but I enjoyed the running around a little bit.
My academic subjects are very boring to me like my interest drifts away to somewhere else because the only memorable thing that happens is observing my classmates and teachers without interacting with them.
I never thought my difficulty in making friends is happening now.
I spent my days wandering the campus and doing nothing drifting through every day doing whatever
Even when i was young despite knowing the good manners, and kind words the only obstacle was the fear in talking to people I do not know.
I made no best friends there were friends but never in a friend group.
In the end the only thing I cared about was myself.
That is because these boys who I shared the same age, classroom, and lessons with are just that they are already defined by their personalities yet I never remembered their names as the years go by because none of them made a lasting impact on me.
I kept on watching and enjoying myself however despite my kind nature and friendly tone I have realized later on that I geuninely never thought of them as my friends.