On one particular day, he seemed sadder than ever. He was looking down at his feet, just walking and shuffling around. I was going over to my friends, when I saw him. A sudden wave of sadness came to me. I slowly and cautiously approached him.
"What's the matter?" I said.
He didn't look up, he simply said, "I'm on the pursuit of happiness."
Puzzled, I looked at him and asked, "What's that?"
"A pursuit that can last your life" Jack seemed very full of thought.
"Are you okay?" I asked a bit more brightly.
"Yeah but my sister isn't."
He looked up and it felt like he was looking at my soul. I swallowed a big lump in my throat. I was only in 2nd grade and I didn't know what to say.
"Is she... okay?"
"She has some illness called pn-" he stopped. "I don't know."
I felt sorry for a kid I never knew.
"I hope she'll get better... I'll pray?!" I added.
"Thanks." He said glumly.
That was my first conversation with Jack Garrow.
The next day, I prayed before going to school. I started to admire Jack. He seemed wise and knowledgeable in a way. I quickly became his friend and learned a lot about him. he seemed a lot brighter and happier than before.
"Thank you, my sister is a lot better now." he told me one day. I felt like I was a part of saving somebody's life- I felt like a hero. I felt proud and happy.
"And also, thank you for helping me in the pursuit of happiness."
Helping Jack had a lot of effect on me. I made a friend and also helped save a life. But the greatest help of all was that he helped me in the pursuit of happiness- a pursuit I didn't even know I wasn't part of.
Thank you Jack, thank you.
Epilogue
Jack moved away and I never say him again. He was a good friend, a true friend. I will truly miss him forever and I wish he sees this piece of writing.
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If you haven't noticed, this is fake... Yeah, go hit me now.
: p Thanks to: my sister, my life, and me.
I AM JACK GARROW!
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