*Too early to say Thanks!

After all of the chaos Andrean still grab a drink when he gets home. Discussed what had happened to his dad and assured him that things are already handled well.

It was just a one fine ordinary day that ended up with a blast. That’s what he has in mind till he doze off.

I will be looking after you!

We will be together…

Flashback was running on his dream. Andrean handed his jacket and was surprised because it was a stranger whom he was handing it over. He has a shining brown eyes, he grabbed him by surprise, and they were really close. Too close that he can’t even breathe.

Too early to say Thanks!

Back when he was in grade school Andrean was sent to a camp somewhere in the outskirt of town. He was so excited to have a new friends and to learn new more great things.

In a very short period of time he realized that people are capable of showing different faces. From pretentious, greedy, guilt, nightmare and dishonesty. He was bullied for being Monarch and belittled for being talented and smart. He was too angry that he can no longer say anything, not even contacting his dad for what was happening back in the camp.

He was bullied for not being complete despite of being perfect.

He would hide and cry at night and day until someone stood up for him and fight.

Andrean – “I told you not to fight and just let them be…” he was stopping the boy from fighting against the bullies. Begging him to just leave them all alone and he will be fine on his own.

Boy – “Run into the woods! I’ll handle them…” he was giving him an order, he was just the hero he never knew he needed back then.

Andrean started to run praying that things would get better, hoping these are all just a dream or wishing he could be completed without being perfect.

Boy – “I’ll be looking for you! We will be together…”

He hated himself for not being able to fight…

He hated himself for not being emotionally strong…

He hated himself for not being mentally strong…

He hated the fact that at a very young age his heart was broken…

He hated to admit that he has this weakness…

He wanted all to end and be forgotten…

Just how deep he was getting into by his own fear and weaknesses a glimpse of hope appeared right before his very eye. Apparently a glimpse of hope looks like a boy with bruises and scratches everywhere. He found me, I was saved.

Boy – “Sure a bottle of Champaign or wine is good to call for a celebration. But this, this calls for an iced cold beer in can!”  He handed me an iced cold beer in can and gave me a sweet smile of success.

Andrean has been going back and forth from his dream and reality. Why does things like this were all running inside his brain?

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