Grandma's Golden Boy
I never shattered that beautiful illusion, not until the day the high school entrance exam results came out.
His so-called friends, who had once gathered around him, listening to his bragging, all received their acceptance letters to high school. They stood together, talking about their future schools and their dreams of college, while he, for the first time, was left far behind by people his own age.
At 15, he was beginning to form a sense of self. Only then did he realize that although he had indeed been happy all this time, beneath that happiness was a vast and empty nothing.