Friends, we all have them. Jocks have many friends, while
the nerds acquire a few. I have a friend, guess his name...it starts with an A
for Awesome and ends with a N for Neat: Ashton.
Ashton is a regular Woodside resident. He is a citizen; he
goes to school; he plays video games; and he does whatever an average 10 years
old would do. Ash, as we call him, plays Tanki, a futuristic new game, and
Clash of Clans, a barbaric overrated game.
Ash is 4 feet 9 inches and has tan skin color; his family is from Asia.
Ash is a cool guy who thinks the odd, the unexpected. For example, the
“pesticided” Thanksgiving turkeys. This is unusual because in 2012, an average
person eats 16 pounds of turkey with pesticide, possibly making one ill.
Ash’s talent is to be different, even if the odds are against him. Once he
asked a few classmates whether they like pickles, they all responded yes, but
Ash didn’t waver his no. Ash stood his ground.
I am a regular Queens boy, too. I am a citizen; I go to
school; I play video games; and I do whatever an average 10 year old would do.
I play games such as Minecraft, super old, 2 years old. I am about 4 feet 7
inches and have peach skin color; my family is from Taiwan, a small island off
the coast of China. Not to brag, but I am a pretty good writer. One of my other
talents is drawing. I know this because one of the best drawers, my friend Malem,
admits that I draw pretty well, too. Therefore, if you need anything drawn or
need to read an out-of-this-universe story, you know whom to call. Me.
Ashton and I are scholars who don’t seem similar, but we
are. We both like the scrumptious, juicy, delicious, yellow, white, baked,
fried, crunchy, dirty, potato! When the potato is eaten, it gives a punch to
your taste buds causing them to send messages to the brain at express mail, via
outlook, telling the brain that a potato has just landed onto the tongue and
that it is totally delicious. Besides liking the universe’s best food, the
potato, we both like the show Gravity Falls. Gravity Falls is a show where the
Pines twins, Dipper and Mable, are spending their summer vacationing at their
great uncle, Gurnkle Stan’s house, the Mystery Shack, which is located at Gravity
Falls, Oregon, which was founded by the 8th and a ½ president,
Quintin Trebly. This town has many secrets that should never be uncovered, but
the Pines twins are revealing them. Our families would never guess our unusual
similarities.
Ashton and I are different in three ways. One, I don’t read
the Artemis Fowl series. The Artemis Fowl series to me is about these kids who
are on a quest for something, like the Percy Jackson series. Two, I don’t get
my head stuck in the popular games like Yukio, Club Penguin, Animal Jam, Transformice,
Clash of Clans, Tank, or maybe Poptropcica. Many of these games have become
boring; I never set up accounts for these games. Three, I don’t complain as
much as Ashton; for example, I don’t complain when there are small “mystery”
stains on the lunch room table which happens 3 times a week. Despite our
differences, we are best friends.
What is a friend? Ignore the dictionary’s definition; the
dictionary knows nothing about friends. A friend is someone who plays tag with
you, a person who helps each other achieve his goal, or a person who talks
about how the disgusting lunch ladies make their cardboard cheese. When do you
know you have a friend? Well, I shouldn’t have tell you, you will know when
you’ve made a friend.