They see me as weak because of my quietness. I always get isolated in the crowd. The ray of light was never meant for me. Only a few snaps of hatred were captured on my bare face. I love peace and value serenity. The world is too loud, so I find myself in silence. I don't drink and smoke like a curious college student could possibly try. No wonder they call me names for not being fit for their interests. I am not deaf, but I treat myself like one. There is something about silence that makes it magical. Not until the world shakes me and a massive disaster ruins my collectedness. The glass of peace was broken and turned into pieces. It was because of him. He changes how I see the world. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.