Tears in the sky. They cry to tell a story that has been looked up; hidden in a piece darkness so far away that humans could not shatter in time. Do you see it?. The tears the heavens cry. The raindrops in the night sky. Look up and ask yourself have you ever seen something so lonely?

I’m a piece of broken glass. I’m a forgotten toy left only to wander in the darkness. I’m a grain of sand on the beach shrouded in the ocean hidden by the night sky. My only question is who will find me in such a secluded place? Who can breathe the breeze of spring on the cold winter that holds me captive? Please who ever you are come and save me; an abandoned tear held in the blue.

My life is simple wake up, go to school, do homework, eat , take a shower, and sleep. I can’t call it the best one but it has its perks. Its so boring in this country: more so my life. My supply of company is scarce unlike the amount of money I have. Since, many try to get close for this reason I believe exiling myself is rather comforting. I spend my free time out in the garden picking flowers or reading books. I am currently reading a quaint little book known as “ Over the Red Shiny Plains”. It is about a young girl around 15 or so living a life as a poor maid. She is shipped of to a new country where the greenery is plentiful. She finds herself working for a rich lad who has a son who is very preposterous;at first he makes her do outrageous things, but finds himself falling for her and she find herself falling for him too. It tells of both their thoughts as they pursue love. I believe it a rather fantasized book, but who doesn’t want fairies and hobgoblins to be real and fall in love with a prince: no one other than ME! I sure I said before that I am happy with my life. More so I am at peace because I know that all I can be is alone. Its better to be alone and not get hurt than be getting hurt by being with others. I don’t want to sound like I’m abandoned, I have maids, chefs, a tutor, and chauffeur, but they are not friends they are workers. They care more about their plump pockets than me; just like the rest. I would relinquish all that is true if one could prove me wrong.

The day was short. The hours seemed to pass so swiftly that it was irrepressible to the eyes. Still tomorrow was too far to grab with my hands. My tutor Helios was here. His name matched his appearance he was strong, had a high sense of authority, and a presence so overpowering that it seemed the sea laid still when he was in sight. Many men feared him out of respect; others hated him out of malice. Many women loved him for his wealth and brains; others ignored him out of disinterest. I considered myself to fall under both. Firstly let me say he wasn’t bad looking and not knowing many people, and to see such a handsome face how could one not look once at him out of higher feelings than an acquaintanceship. Still, he was overwhelming with admirers , and one should not put themselves in front of such potential danger. As a man once said it is better to be safe than sorry; and how he was right!. Helios always came in the same way with a seldom smile (which I thought to be more of a smirk)greeting the other workers, left his belongings in the care of the maid, and ascended up the staircase in such a manner that would make a person think one was at a ball. He was never late, never early : always on time, and I preferred it this way. Our lesson usually concluded of my favorite subjects and activities like writing ,arithmetic, history , the way of the sword, horseback riding, and talking. As nice as Helios is he’s still is very bothersome. All he likes to talk about is me coming back to the main house; I find it funny since he always has a new reason: some are so out of proportion Einstein would have trouble solving it. Still I can’t say I hope to stay in solitude my whole life, but right now it shall do. As he went on about his usually ranting of how my family misses me so dearly and hoping one of his lines would catch my interest I simply sat. I could tell this disappointed him, so I replied in the end maybe and that is all he had to hear for his hopes to come up. When finished with our talk our lesson began. I can tell you it is not the most delightful time of my day, but it is necessary; even though I’m an exiled in life my brain wasn’t. After all my classes were done Helios left as quickly and elegantly as he came, and I proceeded to my room.