My mother wont to say that our families were so close! but i wonder as recall back i don't reminisce seeing you around?
i mean, where you living somewhere else-e? o-or what happened? She curiously asked
Then he looked at her in surprise and sighed.
He did not expect that kind of a question.
His past was something that he has never wanted to share with anyone, but when he caught a glimpse of her, he came to realise that her mind was paying attention and her doubts had to be vindicated.
"well"
"I was born out of wedlock. My Dad met my mother in Alaska when he was supervising the GDF Project [Green and Dark Forest project] and at that time her wife couldn't bear any kid for him and he was longing for it.
So he met my mother, and they both loved one another so strong and deep. but my mother couldn't take it distant, she died the day when i was born"
"Mhh!" He then sighed and caught his breath
His heart was in pain every moment he tried to remember his mother. He had alot of unanswered questions and he didn't even have a chance to say a word to her. His even first day cry was quietened by someone else.
"Sometimes i wish my eyes could be opened that day, maybe i could have kept her in my memory" You know?"
He said while focusing away. It was too heavy for him handle. His little tear was on its way but he managed to swipe them off and recompose himself with a smile"
"Am sorry" He insisted
"I witnessed so many things in my early days of my childhood and my mind couldn't just resist but to mature earlier as much as possible.
I was very sensitive with my life. I really had to be very careful with almost everything i eat at home or the places that his wife could take me, sometimes i had to sleep outside, i felt peace there than been hunted inside..
I escaped so many death traces, i mourned for my mother day and night but the more the days went on, the more it worsened.
I was not allowed to go outside and play with other kids, during family gatherings they locked me inside. That's why you couldn't even know if i was there.