People

I am always fascinated by people. I have spoken with many friends, for I am not the only one with this fascination, about people and we've landed on the idea that people are unpredictable. I know there is a science of humanity and that psychologically people can be very well know according to experience and personality types but generally we have such strong wills that we can do unpredictable things.
I've just written a short essay for school and I feel like sharing it. Many justified disclaimers come to mind about the lack of quality but I dislike when others roll theirs out so I'll refrain.

A few may have come and gone but four were steadfast. We sat around a small round table amid the business of the day. Some had been eating, some passing from the pool back to their rooms and others searched for someone else in the hotel. Amid the movement and sound, my four-sum sat and talked. Only myself and Amanda, the friend sitting to my right, had known each other long at all. Kyle and Austin, our new friends, we had met just the day before. Here though we were not strangers, we discussed our thoughts on many topics the unacquainted would feel uncomfortable sharing about. We spoke of our lives, loves, beliefs, issues and values. I have seen that many care for such conversations but fear the vulnerability required. Our conversation reached this point quickly near its start when Kyle pensively asked a simple question. I can picture him now sitting across from me, leaning back, starring off to his right and frowning behind his beard.

"What do you want to be remembered as?"

Many might have blown off the question or made a joke of it but Kyle had judged his audience well. We each set on the question with eager openness and careful intent. Slowly we went around our table, each genuinely produced our answers and so we were bound close. These eyes with whom I shared my heart were understanding, welcoming to my heart and happy to hear what I might say. I found myself learning truths of myself along with the party.

Our cheerful exchange continued through many topics and without pause. In laughter we ardently spoke of literature, morality, personal habits, music and whatever caught our fancy. I may never know how long we all sat together but I do know this was only the start of something. We spent a week together and the comradeship grew as the time lapsed. Kyle and Austin were my fast friends and I was sorry to see them go but I knew I had not seen the last of them.

Many people come and go but there are those who will stay, though far away, and those who will help you know yourself. People take years to know but today I know that brothers can be made in a matter of days.