My King

 Everyone has someone they look up to. It could be their own mother, father, or a cousin. For others it could be a celebrity such as Morgan Wallen or Taylor Swift. They are what I like to call their kings or queens. My king happens to be my best friend. This man is my king because there is a sense of royalty to him. When we were children, every time I heard the words “I don’t know,” it drove me bananas. Now I see, he did this because my king would not give me an answer until he knew. My king taught me there’s not always an answer. My king also showed me how to not get angry at others when no one did anything. I’ll admit it, I have not 100% mastered this skill. Yesterday is a great example of of of when I raised hell and it turned into a metaphorical prison breakdown. I should’ve remembered what my king does, and that is not to raise hell to the person who didn’t deserve it. I also admire my king's interest in politics. He knows more about what’s going on with our country than I do. Also, my king shares an interest with me, and the interest is "starstruck" when we hear the king of rock and roll. His dog is named after the king. My king is also creative with what is on the silver screen. Some of the movie ideas I heard could sell more than my idea of of of revamping the Child’s Play game show. I wish back then I wasn’t annoyed when he started blabbing about them. The speaking didn’t become annoying when we talked about Marvel. It’s something that my king spoke about today. I will miss those conversations when one of us isn’t here anymore. Something else my king and I love is history. I think if you asked us,,, we’d concur that it is fun to learn about the past. I just wish my king could’ve gone to Washington, DC, with me. It would’ve been an experience at the Newseum because of what we did in the media club. Also, my king and I believe in equality. We don’t care about your gender or the color of your skin. All we demand is respect. I also believe if I asked him, we’d both agree times when people were mistreated, such as the Jim Crow Era, were a disgrace to humanity and, dare I say, America. My king and I look out for the people that gave birth to us. I feel bad for the person who screws with our mothers because there will be a price from not only the son but the mom too. However, I do beat my king when it comes to an appetite. My king knows to get out of the way if there’s a kielbasa sausage in the way. We also can get frustrated with our setbacks. One of our setbacks is the ability to drive. Hopefully, that’ll change one day for him because he is a better fit to be behind the wheel than I’ll ever be. I say that because something else I admire in my king is his anxiety level. He either doesn’t have anxiety or it’s more managed. I come with anxiety, and if something is going to make me anxious, I’ll refuse to do it. My king is willing to try. I wouldn’t try the Tycoon Moving Ride if I were in his shoes. Something else I admire about my king is he made a name for himself early in his life. Getting your own holiday in August is just icing on the cake. It didn’t come easy for my king and me. My king almost died during birth, and I came out of the womb not understanding how to socialize.  “How much harder can it get?” is something I say, but I admire him saying, “What’s new?” That being said, my king lives life, and he says…I WILL NOT BREAK! I also have days where I wish I could feel like him. A great example is he has a smile, but I lost mine. He looks in the mirror and sees a joyful elf, but I see a monster with razor-sharp teeth. I’m responsible for how I see myself, but it’s not easy when you’ve been called “dumb asf.” That being said, my king and I know that living our best life is the best medicine we can ever have for ourselves. My king has also been there when my glass has shattered, and he’s there to say, “It’s going to be okay.” The biggest reason why I consider this person my king is he has been my shield when no one else bothered. “I’m about ready to tell her off” is something I’ve heard. All I can say to my king is I bow to you, and I hope you will always allow me to look up to you and consider you my king.