"Who cares? Were going to die anyway? Just go with the flow of life" was my opening sentence of a Reading paper we did. I was kind of depresed. I thought about all the things the Bobby could do. He's, I bet, going to be a Pro Athelete someday, But I dought that I will ever be. Only in my dreams.

But not in Bobby's. Only in his REALITY. He's so lucky. I wish, Just for 1 day, I could be him.