Throughout life we ​​meet many people, some who influence us in negative ways and others who influence us in positive ways, often changing our entire outlook on life. For me, it took the struggle of one of my best friends to open my eyes. I just wish it wasn't too late to thank her. I grew up having more than one normal child. My parents bought me nice clothes, stereos, Nintendo games, mostly everything I needed and wanted. They supported me in everything I did. At that point in my life I was very involved in figure skating. I never cared how much money it took or how much time it occupied my parents, all I thought about were the new ice skates and frilly dresses I wanted. Along with my involvement in football, the two sports took up most of my parents' time and a good portion of their money. Growing up with such luxuries I began to take things for granted. I expected something instead of being grateful for what I had and ignored my parents' wishes, thinking only of myself. Apparently my parents recognized my behavior and began to limit my privileges. When I didn't get what I wanted, I would get angry and angry at my parents who somehow blamed them for all my problems. Now don't get me wrong, I wasn't a bad guy, I just didn't know how else to behave. I had never been exposed to anything less than what I had and didn't realize how good it was. Regina Maywack lived right down the street from me. Before fifth grade I never knew who he was. As the years went by we got closer and closer. Regina was extremely talented. In my opinion he was a genius; he loved school and always did well. She was also gifted with athletic ability. Something I respected as most of the other kids we knew weren't involved in sports. No matter what day it was, I always went to school knowing that Regina would be there with a smile on her face. He looked like he didn't have a care in the world. There were days when I would act angry about something my parents had done, or something that hadn't gone the way I wanted, and she would look at me with those honest eyes and tell me to be grateful for the good things...