January 10, 1998;
Today is my 14th birthday. I don't even realize how time passes so quickly. Actually i don't want to grow up and that's why i don't like my own birthday because it makes me feel that i am growing older. I really don't want to be a grown up type because they seem so heartless to me. I think that one can only enjoy life fully from heart when they are child. Because whenever i see people older than me i find it real creepy and super boring. So my family members are celebrating my birthday party downstairs and as usual i came upstairs saying that I’m feeling tired. I know it's odd but i just can't help it. Whenever i think of becoming old i feel that i won't be able to live my life as i am enjoying it now. I just want to be a child always. But i know that it's impossible. I know it's a little odd for a boy like me to think like this but sorry, i can't help it. I am who i am; there is nothing i can do about it. Although no one in my family knows about it because i know that they won't understand me and my feelings. All in all i am feeling down. Anyway, the day ends and another morning come so time for school. Everything went good as usual, nothing special about it.
On my way back to home from school i just noticed something real strange. I had to walk from school because my house was quite near. As i was saying, i came by an old house where an old person lived as long as i can remember. Now the strange thing is i thought i heard some noise from inside that house. I felt real curious and couldn't stop myself from giving a little peek inside to find out what was making that sound. At first i thought that i was dreaming because i couldn't believe what i saw through a small hole of the wooden fence of that house!