Once upon a time there lived a boy named George Smith. He was always treated poorly by the other children in his school, they called him called Box Boy. Not much was out of the ordinary for George except the whole square-shaped-head-while-everyone-else-has-a-circular-head thing. George didn't do much either, except he knew he was slighty different from the others. And the other kids yelling "Hey Box Boy!" wasn't helping the poor boys case either. Every day life to him became less and less exciting, less and less worth waiting for, and less and less worth living for. His personality gradually changed to someone that he didn't like, someone more quiet, more reserved, and more different. He began to hate what he had become. So he worked hard to get back the old George. It took a bit, but eventually he was back; happier and more proud of himself and his differences than ever. He strutted every day to that school, and down the streets, with pride radiating from his square head. "Im square and Im proud, Im square and Im proud", and eventually everyone else caught onto George's pride and uniqueness as well and stopped calling him Box Boy but rather they started embracing him as George Smith.
BE THERE OR BE SQUARE!!!!
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