Life is strange. I never thought that I would consider my one time enemy, my "best" friend. The first time I met my best friend was in the sixth grade. We both played on the same youth basketball team. We were both arrogant and bratty kids, who thought that the world revolved around us. With that much personality, problems were bound to happen. We made fun of each other and occasionally got into scuffles. Fortunately like all humans, we grew up and found a common bond that grew into a friendship.

Josiah is his name and he is my best friend. He is a brawny guy with a medium build. He has many heritages but the one that he is most proud of being is of Hawaiian ancestry. He has blonde hair to go along with his brownish skin color.

He is someone that I would like to...