How It All Happened
     Jeff and I met for the first time when we were too young to remember it.  Our grandparents were friends, and we used to play together.  His mother says she always liked me because, even though I was eleven months younger than Jeff, when he would steal toys from me, I would hit him and take them back. 

     She was pretty shocked when, around fourteen years later, her son and I met again.  This time I hated him and what he had become.  He was extremely selfish, and I took it upon myself to tell him this and just exactly what I thought of him.  I didn't see him or speak to him again for about five months.  At this point, I had no idea we had any connections since his last name is different from his grandparents', and his mom hadn't met me again and told me. 

     Well, in May, I got to talking to him on MSN Messenger late one night because I was bored and was on someone else's name.  When I found out who it was, I wasn't going to talk to him anymore, but I decided to go ahead and see if he was still so awful.  It turned out that he was changing quite a lot.  I went to see him the next day, and we actually got along.  I kept visiting him, and, through persistence and hard work, he became a much better person.