Unlike my brother, I don't remember much from when I was toddler. One day life started feel like a burden and I had to step back and wonder what life is, people say it's not black and white. I believed good is good and bad is bad, right is right and wrong is wrong. I thought bad, good, right, wrong is set in stone. I wasn't aware of emotion, intention, pain, grief, lie. I didn't know that everything someone says might not mean them truly. Colours were changing with every second. I always believed everyone around me were so much better than me in every aspect of life. Slowly but swiftly life was turning into dark blue.