The Armchair Society

Character building....character building....character building............character building.

*sigh*

Is it really truly character building if a boy my age in a pirates outfit walks into my room one day and goes, "Have I gotta tale to tell you."?

Isaac Carter is the deepest man I've ever met.. He explained to me his change from what he was, to what he is.At first, I saw his joy, his confidence, his naivete. Then I saw his pain, his determination, his ANGER. I saw everything about this guy at one time and yet the first I saw, was the last.

He shared the camaraderie of his crew. He shared the feeling of his ship. He shared the world he lived in. He poured into me every ounce of his universe. When he had finished, he stood up and began to walk towards the door. I asked him what was I supposed to do with such a tale. He looked at me, and simply left. I thought about what he had told me.

Someone had to know about Isaac. I couldn't be the only one so I began to write it. I told of the man Isaac Carter in the way as I met him. I hope I have let you meet him too.