the newborn

one day...this newborn baby was born...
he was scared of his surrounding and well,all he could do was to cry hs heart out to have someone that is warm and loving to hug and kiss him whole day long...
soon,he could see with his little eyes and he could see how little his hands were, who does two people that hugged him whole day long were and also why is the sky blue,why was the grasses green,why was his bathing water warm and nice and also why was there this feeling that something was missing when he didn't have that two people around to hug him all day.
then soon enough,he started to take his toddler little steps and could speak with a limited extent of vocabularies and he would yell out for the two people that always hugged him when he wanted to,the people that kissed him when he kissed them too...
well,that baby grew up alittle so he was brought to a school, to learn and to make friends. to learn how to write his name and to draw out simple shapes and picstures and as soon as he got his little hands on a piece of paper and some crayons, he'll draw out the two people that is always at home waiting to hug hm and ask him about school,the two people that will kiss him in the forehead whenever he comes home in tears when someone scolds him in school.he would never draw anything else because he liked to see how happy that two people would be when he drew them together.
he soon learnt what was exams and what was attending lessons, that became the first two things that he hated,he hated when he gets a scolding from that two person at home when he fails them,he hates it whenever his lessons was always the same time as his favourite TV shows. he hated those two stuufs that he had to do over and over again and soon he realized that he was going to do that for the remaining years when he have to carry on studying.even though he was rather gifted at doing those stuffs that he hated,he didnt like to do them cause he was lazy.he was lazy to stay in that boring classroom and listen to that boring teacher of his, lazy to open up his textbooks and lazy to memorized them all into his head with the least amount of time that was available for him to use up.
then came along the age that he turned rebellious, whatever he is doing now always seems to be wrong to that two person at home. what ever he wants is always too much or too unaffordable for that two person to provide for him. then he found a quite way of getting things that he wanted and it was both fun and free.he would go meet a few of his friends and they would distract the store assistant for the longest that they could and the rest would then get whatever they want to and they would spilt up their collectables after they have successfully got off scott free.
then he began to fly solo,"to hell with friends to help me" he thought.he went in to a certain mall and took an item and sneakily placed it into his bag,but this time, the sales assistant was rather vigilant.he got caught and was brought to the office.he did not know what to do.he panicked and panicked even more when he heard the sales assistant wanted him to call home.
well he had to call home or else he would be brought to the police station and even he knew that it was not a good place to be brought to and it would land him into serious trouble then. about half an hour later,the two person came and he saw the dissapointed look on their faces. he never once forgotten that dissapointed look the two person gave him till the day he died and for the very first time, he cried but the two person didn't kissed him in the head to make him feel better, nor did they hug him to make him feel more warm inside.
they went home solemn and when they reached home, he instinctively apologised ,that was what he thought would make that two person feel better , but it didn't work this time.that two people was in a lost.they began to argue with one another, blaming the other person for not looking after him good enough,not giving him his wants and needs more.
it was the first time he had seen that two person argue in such a serious manner and that left the second deepest impression in his life, how that two person yelled at one another for hours and end up quiet at each of their tiny little corners of the room.
it was then that he was quiet and went back to his own bedroom when the two person didn't notice him and he thought to himself,"hey, i was just unluky,thats all.yeah,unlucky,won't happen if i were to do it again with more care for other watchful eyes around."
well, this time he was careful , how couldn't he be?he was going to steal the mafia's loot they got from extorting their slaveful sources,and he knew he would be in deep trouble if he got caught and it was not going to be as simple as making a phonecall home this time round.But still he got caught,he was too slow and they caught him red handed, he made a run for it but he got cornered within mattter of minutes and the mafia gave him no mercy.
the baby was back into the hospital where he first arrived to this planet. all he was aware of was not the pain in his gut, it was not the fact that he couldn't feel his arms and legs no matter how hard he tried to, but it was the sub-consious fact that it was the second time of his life that he was in a hospital.and it was going to be his last.
the baby was crying now. he was to weak to call out for the two persons at home and so he remembered how he used to do it and so he gave it a try. even though he couldn't really made clear view of what was infront of him, he felt this long lost warmth that he knew he felt before. he cried even more and then, he felt this two kisses on his forehead and he knew, he felt this feeling somewhere before.
well at that very moment, the dissapointed look that he never forgotten, the two person's dissapointed expressions poped up in his mind and he said in his tears"i'm sorry....mom...and dad...i'm sor.. ry.. .. .."