Chapter 1

"Are you ready, now?" Kervin has always been asking this question to Dray every time he wakes up. But Dray would always reply,

"Not in the mood man, maybe next time." As he heavily carry his body to the washroom to do his morning routines

"When will you ever grow up?" He said in disgust.

Dray had nothing left but his cousin Kervin, his parents and sister had left him behind. They were fed up of the boy's idle life. But Kervin, being in the family that's rich and strong has always been supporting his cousin ever since childhood. They treat each other as if they were brothers. Dray had never been like this, so down, pale, depressed and pathetic. His cousin could not believe on what seemed to be a brave, dilligent, talented and young faithfull competitor, has now become a coward, lazy and weak being that he had ever seen.

"What made him like this?"

Kervin would ask himself as he watch his cousin washing his face and brushing his teeth. He would then go back to his room scattered with his school books, papers and clothes. His room was filled with clothes that he can't distinguish the old ones from the new. His cousin had already gave up fixing his room,

"I had never seen him this disorganized."

He said to himself everytime he sees Dray's dirty room.

"But thank God at least he eats at the dinnning room."

"I am going out now." Dray said, he had not taken his bath nor combed his hair.

"Won't you eat for a while?" Kervin asks

"Not hungry." Walking towards the door twisting its door knob

"You sure you had everything with you?"

Dray didn't reply and closed the main door of the house behind him.

"May God have mercy on you."

Dray would always head first to Cafe Macho, three blocks from his house. He does not go inside and eat, instead he goes behind it towards the big lake to watch the sunrise. He always observes the people around him as the sun rises from the horizon. He mostly envies the children playing at the play ground near by the lake. He would always say for himslef:

"So young and innocent for now, but soon their laughter would turn into tears and from fun to sorrow as they would soon journey to the world of so called reality."

As the sun has fully shown itself, he would welcome the day with either hatred or regret. Wishing that he had not woke up that morning. Questioning himself and to God,

"What have I done wrong that I deserve this kind of life?"

He wanted to cry but not a single tear drop from his eyes. So much anger, so much pain, staring at the sunrise with grief as if he carries the world around his shoulders. Wanted nothing more but peace of mind that seem so far away.