Friends
**Friends** It really surprises me that at an age when we don't even know our own names, people ask, *"Tell me your mother’s and father’s names, darling."* And that's when you realize... you’ve entered the education system — kindergarten. Where everything is nothing but fun. Where you enjoy endless attention, no groups, no hard feelings, no bullying, no discrimination— And most importantly, no studies. We were loved by everyone—family, neighbors, teachers. No one cared how we looked, what we wore, or even when we wet our pants. There was no judgment. But they say happy times never last long. We eventually grow up. The chemicals in our brains begin to react and change—it's called puberty. Something impossible to skip and hard to erase. A curse for some, including me. In our school, we had this policy—or should I say, *the program*—where every student was divided into three academic groups....