After a loss, what happens? Even if you're right?

  The school year ended, without much fanfare. Middle school was finally raduation day, hosted by Brian the braggart, a kid who got the best grades among all the graduates, but was certainly unbearable with his arrogant attitude.

  ...

  "School is the home that educates us and teaches us to be better kids,

  the study we share with our teachers during the day

  is demanding and tough, but life is often demanding and tough, thanks for everything,

  to my cssmates, my teachers, and everyone who allowed me to be who I am

  now." From Brian Jones.

  ...

  It must be decred that in these educational institutions, there is a more established sense of belonging than in other tries, not because it makes it better, it's almost as if Ameris, from childhood, teach their children through structured study and through schools that effort brings success, and it's worthy of celebration. It reminds me of the Pink Floyd song "Another Bri the Wall."

  A small runway, filled with photos. Some gossip about the parents' meeting, where they talked about their living pride in their children and the steps to take in high school, and the shelter of school retionships. Private schools are miles apart from publies in terms of education, order, and implementation of different types of courses and academic approaches.

  My school, the beautiful Notre Dame High School, had good academic approaches to the art se. My focus would only gh theater and the necessary courses to skip a year. For now, my deal with my father ended after the school assistaiohe difficulty and requirements o aplish such a task, due to the difficulty of skipping two grades. Normally, and oraordinary occasions, one is more than enough for precocious children, who often prefer to take some college courses on weekends and attend school during the week.

  Why act, why pursue the world of arts so ardently? It's for the love of pursuing something you sider unimaginable. ema has a vibe that everyone feels at some point when they shed tears after finishing a movie, the hearty ughter after watg a edy, the drama experienced in some series, and the curiosity aroused by certain performahat lead t something they were never able to try, life stories with pleasant morals.

  We all like to lie down and dream about nicer futures, that's what an actor does, providing fort over the daily hardships. It's ultimately a great produ that builds from the bottom and ignites people's hearts.

  -gratutions, dear. -said Billy's grandmother, Helen Carson, with her white hair. She still cshes with my father, Thomas, after Thomas mentiohat he would force me to study business administration at least. Her attitude improved a bit.

  Grandma's life is somewhat sad.

  Life's courses have ged. People are not bmed. From a young age, she was always restless, but her father was a stubborn and tough man who didn't allow her to go beyond high school. At a young age, she was married off in an arranged marriage in 1929 at eighteen.

  After years of a tough retionship, she had three children, one of whom was a rancher. And he's had some success i years, but nothing relevant. He earns enough to live a good life. Jeffrey Carson is the eldest. The middle brother died while serving in the Vietnam War, a taboo topi the family, and Grandma still harbors rese against the military for the death of her 21-year-old.

  Lastly, there's my father, the you by far, Thomas Carsohe one who had the fortuo fulfill dreams and spread his wings. There's a family feud with his older brother over leaving the family rang business. Grandpa stopped w ten years ago, but because of his boredom, he decided to work as a meic for a few hours to distract his mind. The years take their toll, just as he never imagined.

  Thanks, Grandma. - Billy said.

  -Why the long face? - Crke, a fellow student from his school, asked.

  -I'm just feeling down. I hate these kinds of ceremonies. - Billy replied.

  -I hear you, buddy. Wearing this gown in this unbearable heat, surrounded by hypocrites, it's the worst. - Crke sympathized.

  -We just have a few mrades to go, and then we'll be free from obligations. - Crke added.

  -I'm going to Notre Dame High School year. - Billy announced.

  -Where's that? - Crke asked. - I guess I didn't think much about high school. I figure the one closest to home will do, as long as it has a good SAT score. My folks will uand my decisions. - Crke shrugged.

  -Oh, still dreaming of venturing out into the world, huh? - Billy asked Crke.

  -Yep, a road trip across the Uates, fog only on gas, food, aing with women. - Crke grinned.

  -You don't even know how to drive. - Billy whispered to him.

  -I'll lear summer, no big deal. - Crke replied cheerfully.

  -Where did the idea of traveling to all states e from? - Billy asked.

  -From my brother, he's an NFL pyer for a mid-table team. During his winter break, he takes me on road trips all over California. They're the best days of my life, feeling the wind on my face, going to big cities where you don't know anyone. - Crke expined.

  -How will you make a living? - Billy inquired.

  -That, I don't kher. - Crke admitted.

  Billy smiled. -I hope you figure it out. You know, travelers in Europe earn their keep by w part-time wherever they go, saving up enough to move to the pce. Some develop skills and bee street performers, you know, juggling, magic tricks, or singing. - Billy told him.

  -Wow, sometimes you seem to know a lot of stuff. - Crke remarked.

  -How's your dream of being an actor? Is that why you chose Notre Dame? - Crke asked.

  -That's one of the reasons I chose it. The other is my family. I have to be someone in life other than just an actor and artist. - Billy replied.

  -That sucks. - Crke sympathized.

  In his previous life, he always had support and bmed his mother for all the obstacles he faced. He never achieved any promotions and in the end, could only hold on to avoid living oreets. The bad job and tless sleepless nights, regretting every decision he made.

  It's all about wisdom.

  In his previous life, he was begged to study architecture and help in his family and friends' pany. His stubbornness led him on an irreversible journey. If there's love, there are ways to enforce things; dreams are not excellent moves for anyone.

  Now, he has the relut support of his father for art since he has geed talent, money, and business opportunities. If his development were simir to his previous life, he would be forced to follow Thomas's predetermined path. His family found it distasteful to earn mohrough fabricated lies like fame. His father gained reition for his performance as a wyer but is still punished for his retionship with his South Ameri mother.

  His father's servative mi is somewhat diminished, but he still thinks like a utilitarian; bes are the mother w, and he doesn't take as he deems useless.

  Therefore, he uands that after turning 21, his decisions will have to be taken into his own hands. Uhe yoke of his family's behavior, all his decisions will be suppressed.

  -gratutions, Billy, - his father said.

  -Thanks, Dad. - Billy replied.

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