Chapter 1 part 1 "The Beginning"

As the sun sets on his day, he looks the heavens seeking the answers to the many unanswered questions in his heart. To one it might seem as though he was just day dreaming, living out a fantasy which his own mind creates to detach him from the world he so desperately wants to escape from....

Too many he is known as a person with a cheerful personality, but all this is just a facade. To hide his true self from society he has never really accepted, he walls himself up projecting an image of your normal average teen. To a select few he bares his true thoughts and feelings, he sits at a desk typing and decides to go back to where it all began, to a time when the smiles were true and the laughter genuine....

There are times in life, when you feel that you're soaring, but sometimes you soar so high you lose track of reality and when you realise it, its too late you come crashing down. Sometimes the scars take a long time to heal.

August 17th, 2003
He walks down to join the festive celebrations, he greets the guests and blends into the party.
The song is sung, the candles are blown and the cake is cut. He sits down on the couch and enjoys a piece of the cake, envisioning what his own special day would be like a month later... The celebrations continue and he mingles with the crowd laughing at jokes and the night goes on... This was the point in his life where he felt like he was soaring, little did he know he was about to crash.

September 12th, 2003
His day came, he went out for a movie with his friends. But his mind was on the celebrations that he had been waiting for.... He arrived home, but instead of a happy faces from the 2 important people in his life at the time, he was greeted by stern faces holding a slip of paper...
"We just saw your results..." said dad.
"Why this why now!? of all the days not this one please" he pleads to no one but himself inside his head.
"Whats wrong with you? Why cant you get your priorities right for once? you are a disgrace to us!" said mum.
He hangs his head and says nothing to defend himself. As usual his report card was lined with red scores, failures in many subjects again. It had been this way since he entered secondary school...
He stands there and listens as the words used lashed out at him like whips. That night he was told: "Stay at home and reflect while we go out and enjoy..."
He drags his feet to the bathroom and bathes, and when he comes out everyone is gone. He turns off the light and lies on the bed... He didnt want to be this way, but no matter how hard he tried things just didnt go well academically for him. The tears start to flow and soon he breaks down....

Happy 15th birthday Randall.

Compared to friendship, gold is dirt. .
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