It was the first day of Mathew's grade eleven year. To him that meant that from that day on he had a good two years left to go through until he was done with high school. Not that long at all. He might even be sad to go. Sad to leave that part of his life behind, but he'd never be sad to be leaving his fellow students though. He didn't care about any of them. He wouldn't be sad to leave them. Just the school, and maybe some of the teachers if he really thought about it.

He had woken up at dawn to faint bird song emanating from beyond his window. It was beautiful. A pretty, clear sound. Mathew had risen from his bed and walked quietly, in the way that those freshly awakened or merely quiet in nature often do, to his window. This window painted with white freshly applied paint was his only way to view the world outside of his room. Mathew pulled the dark brown curtains aside and opened up the window.

There were no birds out there that he could see but, that was alright, he was up now anyways. He might as well keep looking out the window. It wasn't often he was able to see the sun rise and colour the sky around him in such a way as it was right then.

"How are you?" Mathew softly questioned the world outside his window in a whisper he could barely hear himself. His voice was as quiet as his nature. He felt a bit silly talking without anyone there beside him. Well, it wasn't like there was anyone there to listen to him.

There was a reason his room was empty for the whole summer. No one had come over, well some people had come over actually but, only to visit his brother. No one had come over to see him, he had no one to come see him. No one had wanted to.

That was just fine though, he didn't need any close friends by him. He was too independent, too busy, and the lack of other people around didn't bother him at all. He was fine with how his life was.

And so, throughout all the years from the very start of elementary and now well into high school he had always been all alone.

Raindrops started to hit the ground outside his window, the drops splattering against the pavement of his driveway to his right. His room was situated at the side of his family's two-story home. So, the sight of a rainy day back dropped against a dull gray street of identical houses to his own home did nothing to lift his mood when he glanced in that direction. But, at least his view didn't face in that direction and so, the dreary sky and street it accompanied didn't bother him.

His window looked out over the park on the left side of his house. Mathew really liked that. With the park right beside them, on his side too, he could go there to think and walk around on its trails whenever he wanted to.

That was always nice, being alone with his thoughts as he was now and in the park. It wasn't like he ever wasn't outside of school. So, he almost had to like it, he had no choice otherwise.

Well, the sun was rising and it was time to get ready for school now. The clock on the desk beside his bed read 7:48 a.m. Now was definitely when he needed to start getting ready then. It was officialy morning.

Mathew sighed and headed downstairs to make a breakfast of pancakes and eggs for himself and his brother Alfred.

This day already looked like it foretold that this would not be a very fun school year, for him at least.

"Somebody, please come into my life. I want to feel alive." Mathew whispered under his breath while walking down his homes soft carpeted stairs and into its neat kitchen.

"Please, make me feel alive. Anyone."