Only a dream that I have

Changing of the seasons have passed on without something privileges. When I was born into this world, and began to gasp for air, I cried just like most other babies in this world. When I stepped on childhood, I lost my father. My father died of an accident, my father was hit by a car while crossing the street. My mother was very upset about what happened to my father's will, so also with me. Since the departure of my father, my mother was feeling very lost, so she often could not control himself, and carried away the protracted grief. In the end she was so rarely eat and often sick. Not long after, she was following my father.

Everything goes so fast, and I could not do anything about it. I was very lost both my parents, because in those days I really need them. I was a kid, and not enough to understand anything in life and flutter through life this screen.

My parents did not leave any inheritance. Before they died, we do not have a place to live, and always moving from one place to another place. Sometimes we slept in the shelter or under a bridge. Maybe my father just passed me smile, because that's all I remember of it so far. I have not been able to comprehend or understand the other properties. My father was always able to smile with anyone, although with any difficult situation. To be honest I'm also not sure of the nature of my father on this one. Is that my father was a warm-hearted person, who always willingly accept, or actually my father crazy.

While my mother inherited the loyalty and love. I always thought my mother nature, because when my father went looking for money, she would be patient and steadfast, my mother would faithfully wait for him till late at night. My mother constantly praying for my dad to get home safely and bring fortune to many. But when my father came home and without a penny, she still welcomes him with his face shone like the morning sun. Then my mother would hug my father with great joy, saying: "Thank God." Then we'll to bed hungry.

Before dawn when my father came back to go find a job, she was always faithful to deliver my father's departure. My mother would look up to my father disappeared in the darkness of early morning fog. Whatever happens, she will be loyal to my father waited, and waited patiently again. My mother also always faithful to pray and hope.

I really have inherited my parents, proved I could still keep smiling and always able to maintain my allegiance to the possibility, also in life. Once when I felt myself completely alone, I would like to end my life by suicide, because it is not able to continue my life. Perhaps it is not able to be more precise, but I felt quite desperate, and I have no desire anymore to pick up in the morning. But fortunately, I remembered my parents-my father who is always smiling even though the situation is difficult and bitter, and my mother will love and devotion to the life-and I was soon discouraged. I regret the way my mind is very narrow. So I live my life the heritage of both parents. I always try to smile at people, even in difficult circumstances, or bitter. I'm also loyal and true to life maybe,-maybe this is not my lucky day, maybe tomorrow will be better, or maybe the day after, or maybe, and maybe others.

Over time has led me into adulthood, even had to drag me in old age. For too long and grueling journey that has been take. I had eight corners to the cardinal directions, exploring the wilderness of life is very diverse, overlapping, and not twisted upside down. Vices are sold very cheap, even the already widely spread in the corner, and with a variety of methods are used to sell quickly. While kindness and goodness buried deep in the soil. If the mouth is still rambling about the goodness and virtue, they will be thrown into prison or shot dead, being perceived as troublemakers, drunks, and crazy.

At the point in time and this present life; when people are still doing good and virtue, she's certainly not until dusk.

Indeed, when you think life is increasingly unclear rhythm, like a cassette tape that was very wrinkled. This chaotic paced life makes a man into a narrow way of thinking. They just want to have fun without thinking for a moment longer. Murder, robbery, rape, all so easy to find in every corner of the country. Not until a few people who can no longer walk with a swing-kale. Each of us walked away, going anywhere is always filled with misgivings, as well as the mind can never feel calm and comfortable.

Perhaps only a few people who think a little relaxed, it was certainly not much different from the condition that it is today. I have nothing to fear when walking, because I do not have anything. I do not have property or other items of value that could be robbed. My body is dirty and very smelly is also not eager to invite others to rape me. Moreover, coupled with the legacy of my father's smile is, of course, someone else thinks I'm crazy.

To be honest to people my age, I suppose not too old at all, but somehow I do not sound like anyone else who was with me. This fragility may be caused me always to walk endlessly. Because I'm just going to stop or break if it's already depleted my energy, my legs are shaking or to move. Or maybe because I never eat regularly, or perhaps because of junk food and only from the remains of people. So the food was accidentally thrown away because it was first smoked juice vitamins.

Back when I was young, I can still walk in darkness, despite the chill to the bone though. Even my energy is still very strong, so I can run split fog. But now, I'd walk a little while, my heart was pounding, my head dizzy as surrounded by thousands of fireflies. My eyes blurred. And to make matters worse, my legs were shaking. I really have very old, the more my body bent, and my hair is getting white.

Tonight I was so tired, after so many days through the streets of the city, climb the cliffs of life. I felt increasingly better view of disobedience, greed, ruthlessness and savagery on display everywhere. Even people who lived in a narrow residential street though, life is really getting no clear direction. Can imagine the people whose lives are no longer hard to care about each other, then what about other people more wealthy and have the power?

I've found a place that I choose for my sleep tonight. I want to lay exhausted on the edge of the pavement. I actually prefer to sleep at a bus stop, in addition to more spacious place, a night like this is not too crowded with cars passing by. But what can make! I really was not able to swing my leg, even to stand alone I was very dizzy, and my legs were shaking seemed to have no more power to support me. Though my body too thin. How utterly inconceivable if my body fat, I certainly can not walk? With a thin body like this it is very shaky legs to support it, what else could my body fat. But how may I be fat, it also clearly can not happen, because I eat from the garbage and the remains of people.

"I could go crazy thinking about myself!" I said to myself as she lay back on the sidewalk. But when I'm trying to sleep, all of a sudden I was startled by the noise of a crowd of people.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"

I'm pretty sure it would sound very loud and outspoken. Because in addition to voice my surprise, it also makes ringing up the ears of my ears. Though my ears were much reduced, I mean, I was already a bit deaf. But somehow the sound was really quite deafening my ears. With a heavy heart and great difficulty, I woke up from a lying position, then I'm forced to sit against the wall behind me.

"I do not do anything, sir," I answered honestly. "I'm not doing anything. I feel tired and sleepy, I just want to ride to sleep here …"

Hordes of people standing in front of me, looked at me with marble eyes. Frankly, I'm not afraid of the views of those who like it, instead I just feel sorry for them. What would happen if his eyeballs fell out of the nest, they would have so much pain.

"Old Man!" Said one of the hordes of people. "You want to sleep here? What would you use to base? "Then followed loud laughter. And followed by the others, "Hahaha …"

"I'm sorry, sir …" I said quietly, "I do not have mats to be used as bedding. I was only the poor who do not have anything, I just have a dream that I can title here. Incidentally my dream has always been accompanied since I was little, up until now."

"Hahaha …"

They laughed wildly. "Poor people like you certainly have a dream that is very wide and long. Not so, Mr. Old Man?"

"Really, not too!" I answered quickly and confidently. "I just had a dream of peace, that's it! Would not dream I was quite small and short, sir?"

Hordes of people kept laughing louder than ever wild. As if I'd just say something funny.

"Old Man!" Said one of them with more loudly.

Frankly, I'm glad they spoke loud like that, so I could hear her clearly. Understand the function of ears had been slightly damaged. But this time, they are too excessive, so it only made my ears so sore.

"Before you know," he said, "you actually undermine our eye sight. You also disturb us to continue the journey! We want to pass! Your dream is pulled first, then our feet were trampled! "Then he laughed," Hahaha …" And the others followed him. They are very loud laughter wild, loud, and louder.

"Oh yes, please sir through it with ease …" I reached over, invite them to walk past me. "Please gentlemen trample all my dreams at will. I did not get angry, after all that I have a degree is just a dream. Later, later, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, I'll definitely get back to a similar dream.

Hordes of people who had just passed me would laugh very loud and very loud. This is proven, I had to lie still to hear back very clearly. Even when my eyes are starting to close to the bed, the sound of their laughter still sounded faintly from a distance.

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