A man, sitting on a street, looking at one man with hostility filled grieve and anger caught the attention of a man. "Why is he like that?" Asked by the man, "That man, was scrutinised by tanongon. They made him mentally ill. For several years he became like that, a simple minor crime in exchange for life. Now he is a lunatic.". He start to talk to him and he said "Bakit ka nagkaganyan?.". At sinagot sya ng tao. "May naririnig akong boses sa Loob ng aking ulo. Lahat ng tao ay galit sakin. Ang nanay at tatay Kong ofw ay kusa akong Iniwan. Dahil sa bahay na yan.". The guy himself is like a crazy lunatic, coking in and out, checking the house of a certain someone. He comes late at night and he comes at daylight. Such person is clearly trying to get revenge. Such person is clearly waiting for the exact time for revenge. Unknown to everyone, one man knows how it is happening. He clearly knows it well, the voices, the eyes, the torture, the harassment, anything you could encounter. Then he said "She really did not change. It's a pity that I myself did helped them once. No one around them are willing to help them to create that house. No one, not even one. She did not really change. Sigh. ".. While the guy is hiding on a shadow he is observing the lunatic guy. "I could imagine his pain. Torture inside and out without unjustifiable means. My aunt from several decades knows how to play well. I know their tricks and that's how clean they are. That house, I myself did help them to create such house. Yet she did not really change. Nothing is of a norm anymore. Which is why my father hated them. They all are a family of lunatics. I pity the crazy guy, he knows none at all. Come to think of it, it's been several years. I wonder how many times he died being insulted inside the head and outside of the community. I wonder how times he cried.". On his front, is a mentally retarded guy, executed by one of the family. Tic,tac,tic,tac. He went on his way and he start to pay some visit. Visit to his once family, he then did start to remember how the house was like. They have a normal door with dyed in green. Such house do not even have windows in the first place. It was a perfect house not actually house but to be describe a sari sari store. Ofcourse there will be no windo, for it is a store. Its a simple hundred or more square meters fitted for a family of three to live. He looked behind him and there he saw the crazy guy with lots of guilt and anger staring at a single house. "My aunt did make him a lunatic, I could understand.".

Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on Royal Road.