So many stories have been told. Some have sworn what they've told is nothing but the utmost truth. Albert junior was his name, he was a normal teenager, well any other normal teenager to his fellow student's. Albert wasn't just any teenager, he had dark secrets that shouldn't be spoken of. Albert wasn't a popular kid. It wasn’t because he was a nerd or a freak. He was just a loner, some even swore he would whisper strange words to himself. He would sit there and just stare at people as if he was studying everyone or even looking for weaknesses, but I actually knew Albert, we weren't best friends, not even close, but I knew him, it was strange I was so interested in getting to know him. Every day in the halls we would catch each other’s eyes leaving with a smile. There was something about him I just had to know what it was his inviting smile or something as simple as him being so different, I just had to know what. Every day we would repeat the same nothing more than a glance and a smile. Strange enough me and albert lived only a street away from each other so each day I would see him rushing home, it’s not surprising my school isn't exactly inviting most of the students are stuck up or just pure bully's. You get ranked in clicks in my school first there's the nerds, then stoners, skaters, jocks, rebel's, loners,
Goth's and the popular. I would sit at the popular table I never really belonged there I wasn't really a follower I mean if I was it would have meant I wouldn't even be allowed to talk to whoever I wished too. Once I was caught making my way over to albert just to simply ask if he had a ball point pen but I didn't even step within 5 meters of albert before I was quickly removed from that direction which just shows how shallow and how much my group is like a prison. In my own group of friends they truly believe I mustn't talk to a loner or anyone they believe are lower than us which I think is damn right wrong and sickening everyone is equal, but that's school for you I guess.
No one even bothered to talk to Albert at school I always felt somewhat sorry for him, but I wanted to change that. It was the month of December when a fine layer of snow had just set on the ground and I saw Albert acting strange on the way home he kept looking behind him as if he was checking if he was being followed. I have watched albert walk home for three years and I've never seen him walk anywhere but straight home from school I needed to know what he was doing so I started following him always many steps behind when I saw him up ahead disappear I carried on walking ahead when I passed where he was a short while ago, where he just disappeared. I was grabbed, and had a cold hand placed over my mouth I was terrified at the point when I heard in an almost sweet voice
"SHHHH! I’m not going to hurt you." By that point I knew it was a boy, when he let go I spun around without hesitating for a second it was Albert... I was so confused by that point, "Albert why did you grab me are you trying to give me a heart attack?" I said still catching my breath. He went on to tell me that he grabbed me because he thought I was a part of some group that was trying to find him he kept muttering that he couldn't believe I would even bother knowing his name as no one else has ever bothered to in the past. By this point I thought

I might as well tell him that I am