It was raining outside. I was sitting under a large tree. The leaves turned pale because of the dark sky. However,there was something darker in me. I wanted to scream,tear myself apart, stab myself, but something was telling me not to. I heard that parents and siblings make your life colourful,yet my life bleeded dark like the sky. I was just a piece of darkness sitting under a tree that stood tall under a sky that always cried. My face turned ugly due to punches I get for taking a cat home which was drowning in a canal. Even if the bacterias attack me I would still have been happy to save a life. But I have a question "Do the punches and kicks make me less sick? Don't they destroy me in my soul?" My mother never used to take care of me. She used to work at a bar. My father was just a rascal who couldn't find a job to treat the family well. I am the youngest of my siblings. I once saw a little boy of my age having a good time with his older brother and sister. I thought I can have that too. But I think that was true for him,not me. I just asked my brother,"Brother please take me to a lake. We may see the scenario and have a good time". The grin he gave me was indeed malicious and sadistic but alas! I Couldn't understand it. It's not like we didn't go to the lake but I could feel the lake. My brother kicked me into the lake and I couldn't swim. I begged him to save me,not asked him why did you do it. He ran away with a satisfied laugh. I barely grasped the shore and laid down on the ground panting and afraid of the almost dying experience. I broke apart and went to our slum to see my sister and tell her what happened to me. My eyes were teary,yet my sister looked at me as it was my fault,like my body being alive was disgusting to her. I said,"Sister, you know,brother kicked me into the river". She replied,"That damn idiot.." I became a bit happy,but then she continued,"Couldn't even do his work properly. Do you know we have been suffering poverty just because of you? You are just a burden here. Everyone does their work outside and makes money and you? I hate children". I was shocked. The work my sister did was to entertain characterless rats in a prostitute center. But telling her that didn't came pleasantly. "YOU PUNK! HOW DARE YOU TELL ME THAT? WHAT ELSE CAN I DO? YOU BURDEN!!"she yelled grabbing my throat. " All of you make money for yourself and spend it away,never save,never share. I suffer from hunger every day and night because I don't earn money. How can I? I am barely 5? You are all so selfish. You,mom,dad,brother… Am I not a family to you? Aren't we a family? If we are so selfish,we will never be able to come out of our current state". I once heard that we shouldn't do good to everyone. I guess that's true. All I remember that I was under this tree after that incident. What happened between she choking me and me sitting under this tree on a rainy day? Suddenly I saw a little girl of my age under a tree right beside the tree I am sitting under. She seemed cute, but she had bruce of punches and scratches on her hard and face. She was white, yet her neck was dark like the blood there is dead. I wanted to make her my friend. I wanted to go far away from here with her. I called him, "Hey! What's your name?" She was silent. She seemed kind of like me when I was sad. Did her parents also abuse her? Did her brother and sister beat her? She seems so like me,like she is a complement of mine. I could not see her face as she was looking at the opposite direction. I called her again with a loud voice,"HEY! LOOK HERE. WANT TO BE MY FRIEND? WANT TO PLAY IN THE RAIN?? IT WILL BE FUN. ALL YOUR PAIN WILL WASH AWAY!" The second moment made me panick. She turned her head in my direction. The bruce wasn't just on her cheeks that I could barely see but all over her face. The deep cuts,bleeding red. Her sclera was bloody red. Her pupil was half red,half black. Her grin could even make a grown-up man faint. But I don't know why I wasn't fainting. And how could she even smile with those scars? Is she really like me? I also laugh alone after getting beaten up. She was just a replica of me in a body of another gender. Suddenly she said, "Touch your nose". With shivering hands, I did it. I suddenly discovered that my nose was bleeding drastically yet it wasn't affecting me like I was used to it. She added," Now your cheeks". I found that it was bleeding too. "Now your forehead". It was the same as my nose and cheeks. "I know you like me because I am like you", she grinned. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Look in the water." "Why?" "Just look." I looked in it. Maybe it was the most horrible thing I have ever seen. My face was bleeding and I had the same bruce and fatigues as her. The only difference was she was a girl and I was a boy. My eyes were also red and my pupils were half red and half dark like someone stabbed them. When I looked up, I Couldn't find her under that tree. Then I looked back and found her right behind me. The grin on her face was unreal,it was so dangerous that I could hear my heartbeat."Calm down", she said,"I won't harm you. Look that way",she said pointing at a distant girl with a big transparent bag in her hand. "Look closer. You might know her." I looked at that girl carefully. Surprisingly she was my sister. Her hand was bloodstained and she had a satisfied grin on her face. "Now look at the plastic bag." I guess that was something I shouldn't have seen. In that bag, it was me. However,the neck was dark like the blood there is dead of the me in the bag. "Now slightly touch your neck." I touched it. And suddenly I was getting choked by my rascal father. I could feel the intense pain. I couldn't breathe. My sister was scratching her head as she was enjoying. I knew that she had mental issues. My mother was leaving the house and screaming," I don't like this damn man!" Then she left. My brother was drinking expired alcohol and was watching like he was watching a funny show. I knew my family had mental issues due to suffering from poverty. They were mentally unstable. Indeed they have fed me,taken care of me for 3 years,but things changed since last two years. I was just a burden to them. My breathe was running out as that damned father was still choking me. Why give birth to me in a world where you couldn't love me? Why? Then I suddenly reappeared under the same tree where I met the little girl of my age. But the scenario was different this time the sky was shining bright. The environment was warm. Then I saw the girl again. But this time she was actually cute and kind looking,not the dangerous one. Her eyes were smiling. She held my hand tight and said,"Don't worry. You left that world and now in a better place." She then held a mirror right in front of my face. I saw that there were no bruce,no fatigue. I looked like just like a child who had gotten proper care and love. I guess that was actually me. "Want to play with me? The very person that resembles you,that's my introduction." "What do you mean?" I realized she was true. I am looking just like her,the only difference is she is a girl and I am a boy. I didn't want the answer and started playing in vast landscape that touched the ever blue sky.
