The sun was shining without a cloud in the sky. A little boy and his mother was living outside of a village near by in a small town, ____ was making a flower bouquet for his mother's shop outside, trying to make it pretty and look good was becoming impossible because of his small hands, yes, he was having trouble, he didn't wanna admit it though, calling his mother was a no no, he was a big boy but also because he did not want to always depend on his mother. His mother looked at the open door that lead to the greenery at the back of the flower shop she owned, she saw him having trouble with the the flowers and having them stay together, seeing that he tried tapping them together with tape that was sticking to his arms and elbows, she giggled quietly so that he wouldn't hear her, after calming down she yelled "____! Try the ribbon!" ____ looked to where his mothers voice came from after being startled by hearing his mothers voice, blushing, seeing his mother smiling, he turned his head the other way and yelled "Okay!". Now any "normal" 6 year old kid would run into the shop and to the counter and grab the ribbon and and run back to use it on the flowers but ____ wasn't "normal" he was different, and it was bad different, a different in a way people wouldn't like. He was abnormal. He didn't know this though, he was only 6, after yelling okay, He focused on the ribbon inside and made it float towards him, once in arms reach, he grabbed it and tied it around the flowers stems, "Done!" He said when he finished, being all proud, he ran inside the shop to show his mother, coming from the small greenery in the back of the shop, His mother looked at him in a surprising manner and astonishment as he hugged her thigh at full strength, After calming down again for the 2 time this morning, she said "It looks really pretty!" Gesturing to the flowers, the ribbon was a little loose and the bow was floppy but over all it held the flowers together, ____ held the flowers up to his mother and said " It's for the shop! Did I do a good job?" She smiled down at her son and said "Thank you and you did a wonderful job making the bouquet…but how about instead of putting it with the other flowers in the shop you give it to your friend? You know the one that lives on the other side of the road. He's sad right now because his mommy went to be a Angel. This might make him happier ____" ____ thought about it and he said "Okay!" while blushing a bit, "I'll give it to shu!".
Eyes opened for the first time from sleeping all night, A teen woke up in the cold and bland room which stared at him every time he woke up, the teens eyes wandered towards his roommate, Antonio, and as always he was snoring, the teen, groaning as he was getting up because of his sore muscles and his joints popping, after getting up he glanced at his roommate before going to take a cold shower, while in the shower he started thinking about the dream and wondered why the boy and the mother were familiar but yet complete strangers…and why this shu boy made his heart beat fast at the mention of his name in the dream, he shook his head while getting out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist and grabbing a smaller one to dry his shoulder length hair, while drying his hair he looked in the mirror and was met with coconut shell colored eyes with a hint of grayish blue, he saw sadness, emptiness, and tiredness in those eyes but looked away moving to take his toothbrush and brush his teeth, once done he left the bathroom to wake up his roommate who looked like he was gonna fall off his bed, he walked over and shook him while saying "Wake up Ant" in a raspy tone due to him waking up just a while ago. Antonio shot up saying "YES SIR!" he looked around after dropping his hand from the salute position and saw his roommate grabbing a prisoner like shirt out of his drawer, already wearing the matching pants to complete the outfit, but before he got up to take a shower, he blinked 5 times, he then realized that his roommate had talked to him, of course he had talked to him before but it was usually in a mumble or in a whisper…,The teen had finished getting dressed and looked at Antonio in a questionable way because he was standing there in a shocked expression next to his bed, after looking at him the teen went to the front door and sat down in front of it and started glaring at it, Antonio woke up from his shocked faze and looked at his roommate, glaring at the door as always, he knew what he was doing, he's trying to figure out a plan to escape but also to wait for breakfast even though it was 3:42am, according to the battery powered alarm clock that they shared, breakfast came at 5:00am, Antonio sighed and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower, it wasn't really a option to be honest, there wasn't any hot water anywhere in this place besides the kitchen, he finished his shower, brushed his teeth, and got dressed in the same prisoner type clothing that him roommate was wearing, he then went to join his buddy aka his roommate on the cold concrete floor and waited for breakfast while thinking of a plan to escape with his roommate, Nicolas Maduro and I, Antonio Del Campo and our friends will get out of here.