Zexius Observation

Zexius and I had been best friends since the day we began kindergarten at St. Bertha Holofernes Elementary School. As the years went on we began a routine, after school we spent our time listening to music in the parking lot of the local library, eating a great amount of sugary sweets. Generally speaking, our topics for conversation ranged from girls, sports, school, weather, and classic rock music. Zexius and I put in a countless number of hours working for the local pizza shop, washing numerous plates and utensils to be able to afford the latest Beats portable speaker. After this we used all our free time listening to various Spotify hip-hop playlists, blasting the music that our parents view as heinous. This routine only became better as the summer season came upon us as we were able to stay out from sunrise to sunset, making our way across the town, listening to the music produced by our Beats portable speaker. Never have Zexius and I broke this routine since those early St. Bertha Holofernes Elementary School, that was until the summer of 2016 when the world
They said that they had to speak with me concerning the “Zoo gate” matter, the tone in their voice was serious. My father explained to me that he and my mother thought Harambe ought to be left alone. My neighborhood was split in two in terms of support for Harambe, my area was pro Harambe, but the East side was anti Harambe. At first I thought that this wasn’t going to affect my life in any crazy way, then I remembered that Zexius’s house is in the Eastern section of my area. Matters surrounding this issue were taken so seriously that America wasn’t only split in terms of belief, but split geographically speaking too. Because of this gorilla I wasn’t able to see my closest friend, the first person I go to with my troubles, the person I can tell anything too, the person I think of as my