Chapter 4:

I SEE YOUR FACE

LOOKING BACK AT ME

I SEE YOUR IMAGE

RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME

I TOUCH THE FACE

LOOKING BACK AT ME

I TOUCH THE IMAGE

RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME

I TOUCHED THE MIRROR

AND FELT THE GLASS

YOU ARE LOCKED

IN THE MIRROR

I'm looking at the mirror, while brushing my teeth. Staring at the image, looking at the eyes. Trying to study the face, the eyebrow, the cheekbone, the nose, the lips, the chin, the jaw, the ears, the hair...looking ...looking...

I touched the face in the mirror, only to feel the cold glass. No warmth, returned in my touch.

I continued to brush my teeth, and washed my mouth with water. And opened the faucet, and cleaned the toothbrush with the running water, and returned it at the holder, which hold my single toothbrush. I turned off the faucet. And returned my eyes to the face in the mirror.

"Hey, you, I'm going back to school."

"Hmmm.. no response?"

"Okey. You don't have to answer."

"I'll come back, as soon as school is over."

"You're with me? Right?"

"Okey, Off to school I go."

Alone

I'm feeling so alone

I could not get used to it

I could not stop feeling leftout

This feeling still bothers me

I will never get used to it

My mind is rebelling against it

My heart is aching about it

"I'm walking to school, all alone, with no one beside me."

"This is a day that I missed you most. You're not with me going to school."

"No one to joke with, no one to fool around with, no one to run with, if we are late going to school."

"There will be no one to eat lunch with. Or if I do have friends around me, it's still different, 'cause you are not there."

"Who will defend me? You are no longer around."

"Who can help me with my projects?"

"Who will go home with me? I'll be walking alone again."

I'm alone sitting here

Watching people pass by

They go about their business

They go about their life

"I don't feel like going in to attend my class today," Henry sat beneath a tree.

"It is a fine weather today, the sun is out and there is a slight breeze." He looked about him, and saw the students walking to get to their classes. "They are working for their future, I envy them, I am here stuck, not wanting to move from where I am."

"Maybe, I'll sleep here." He lay down and used his bag as his pillow. He closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Sleep

Come to me

Sleep

Come visit me

Sleep

Let me enter your world

Sleep

Let me stay in your world

Sleep

Let me play in your world

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Dream of you

I want to dream of you

Be with you

I want to be with you

Play with you

I want to play with you

Stay with you

I want to stay with you

"Hey, sleepy head, wake-up."

"Come on now, Henry, wake-up."

"Hendrick . . is that you?

"Ye, it's me sleepy head."

Slowly opening his eyes, "Hendrick . ."

"Ye , it's me."

"You should go to your class and not sleep."

"But . ." Reaching out to touch his hand. . and keeping his hand to his. "Let's stay here for awhile Hendrick, please, please."

"You should let me go, Henry."

"No!"

"Henry . . "

"Stop! Don't say it! Don't say anything!"

"Alright, I won't."

"Come Henry, let's go for a walk."

Stood up still holding his hand. And they walk, hand in hand.

"I feel better now, now that you are here."

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Christmas Season:

GIFTS

ONE FOR YOU

GIFTS

ONE FOR ME

GIFTS

ONE FOR YOU

GIFTS

ONE FOR ME

GIFTS

THEY ALWAYS BUY FOR THE TWO OF US

GIFTS

THEY SOMETIMES BUY A PAIR FOR US

GIFTS

THEY SOMETIMES BUY THE SAME THINGS FOR US

GIFTS

THEY SOMETIMES BUY CORRESPONDING THINGS FOR US

GIFTS

'Gift giving, it is that season again, but it is not the same, I am used to seeing two boxes of the same size all the time. Now, there are only a few boxes of different sizes. Not for the two of us, but, all for me."

"I don't have to think, a gift for you, I don't have to save up for it anymore, either."

"You won't be sitting in the dining with us, for Christmas Eve dinner. Your place will be empty. Your place will be missing. "

"Will they look at me and see you? Or are they seeing me?"

.

New Year's Eve:

Bright light

Flashes of light

Colors of light

Sparks of light

Bright lights lit the night.

Fireworks all around.

"Hey Hendrick, look, fireworks, are they not so beautiful?"

"The sky is so bright tonight, look at that, haahahaahahaaa It's so beautiful."

"You do not wish to speak? Okey. It's okey. I won't be mad, if you don't want to talk."

"Henry, why are you alone there, come over here." His mom called him over.

"I'm alright over here, Mom, don't worry about me." He answered his Mom.

His mother came to him and sat beside him, "Is it not so nice? The fireworks are so beautiful." His Mom, placed an arm around his shoulder, while looking at the sky.

She looked at him, then kissed him on the cheek, "Happy New Year, son."

Henry kissed his Mom on the cheek, "Happy New Year, Mom." Then kissed her again, then looked towards the sky. In his mind, 'that was for you Hendrick."