Walking home filled him with concepts he has just learned to
accept.  He knew he had to stifle those thoghts, though
such, wasn't  something he could just do.  No one nor
something was beside him while he saw the face of life  One
should always consider the other's feelings, so they say, is
he considered to be a dreamer only for thinking it should
work too the other way around? And now starts our story of a
person.  Just a person who overcome his inner obstacles.

Our main character has a life like most of us.  Though what
was his state there, no one truely knew.  accusations toward
him attached with punishments who sharpened the cruelty of
men weren't a new summer concept to him.  Though it seemes
to be that no chance to clear things out was given to him.
He was considered to be the one with the black soal.
However it was the reflection of lies from people who were
supposed to be the closest to him.  His good acts and the
fact he was a successful learner weren't considered.  Why
should they? He began to see things in a different way.  He
made rules for himself how to act in all times near people.
Must smile. Musn't shought.must talk softly. Life became
something he couldn't define anymore.  His mates agnored his
being.  Talking but not clearing things out.  Perhaps for
the best.

A feeling of feer taking over

He longed for an armor against one.