Physically, he was still the same but no one could deny that the Andrew
they knew and loved was gone. In his place, was a quiet boy.
He would still joke, although sometimes, after he said the joke, he would
not laugh. He would merely watch the reactions on the faces of his
friends. The new quiet Andrew, had no interest in being remembered
by those around him. When someone asked if they could take a picture
of him, he either refused or got out of it somehow. When a group
photo was taken, he would hide his head behind someone else's. When
it was a lone photo of him, his hand would block his face from the camera.
His friends would often jump into someone else's photo, but when they did,
Andrew would just step aside, out of view.
The only times when Andrew could be seen in a photo was when he wasn't
aware it was being taken. And he was never looking at the camera.
And so, little by little, Andrew Brown, a once famous class clown, was
ostracized by his friends. Left only with himself and a sock puppet
named 'The Dude' to talk to, Andrew disappeared from sight and from mind.
He was never seen again.
To this day, even some of his closest
friends can not remember who he is. To others, he has never existed..
All they see is a web site done by a stranger. A snapshot of a man
who isn't there. A story, written under a pen name. And you
may well ask, does Andrew Brown really exist? Is he just anotherAlter
ego?
No one can truly be sure.