Clearly.

Clearly, he is different. He stands out from the crowd. Some see him as an outcast, but I see him as a leader. He tells his stories. His stories… He tells me of the far away places. He says they are so bright, unlike my country. My country is dark. My country is failing.

Clearly, he is different. He has his enemies. He has his friends. He has no family. His are dead. Like mine. Murdered in the wars. I am so lonely sometimes. But I have him. My friend. We talk about how we will be the big boys someday. I will change the world. I will help those like us.

Clearly, he is different. He has teased death and shown me life. He hears things. He hears our parents. We are like brothers. He sat me down today. Told me of the things he heard. Our parents. Telling us to be a light in the darkness. I am the light. I can be a savior.

Clearly, he is different. He is almost finished here. He is as my father. He told me he will leave. Like my own father left me. I know what has happened. He must leave this place. He heard the voice. It was not our parents. It was the God. Calling him upwards. I must be like him. I am him.

I am different. I am different because of him. My country is dark. My country is failing. I will change the world. I will help those like us. I am the light. I can be a savior. I must be like him. I am him.