Many people like to have other people around them. Some people need to have someone to talk to. When I was a kid, I was mostly around my grandfather and he never had a heart. When I would fall or somehow hurt myself, he would just tell me to get up or not say anything even if he saw me. My grandfather always worked alone. My uncles would sometimes help him, but that was rarely. That’s why I like to work alone rather than with a group of people. Also I don’t like to get help from anyone other than God. I don’t know why I like to be around my grandfather, but I saw my grandfather as a tough guy.
The feeling of being alone is what scares countless people in the world. In my opinion, being alone is better for me than being with people. Not caring for anyone is what I learned from my grandfather. He taught me that having people help you out makes people weak and the more people ask for help, the weaker they will get. I think I have fewer problems than if I would have not liked to be alone and be like the rest. The way my grandfather raised me was not how you would raise a child. Many of the times when I was watching him fixing trucks I would use his tools to open things but then he will get mad. He wouldn’t just get mad at me but hit me a multiple times. My grandfather is the reason for the way I am. Every day I became more and more like him. We sort of had a relationship but when I thought we did, he died. Since that day that he died, it has affected me in a way that my family started to look at me like my grandfather. All of my family members say that I’m just like my grandfather. Some people think it’s good that I’m like him, but I don’t. I would want to change to be less like my grandfather, but I spent all my childhood with him which made me what I am right now. Being solo, is what I like to do, but most of the time people want me to be apart of something, but having people around me is what I don’t be fond of. Most of the time people will ask me why do I never smile or why I’m always alone I answer them that is just the way I am. The real reason is that I had a grandfather that I saw him as a father.
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