Chapter 1
'He hears a ringing, and smacks the alarm clock beside his bed. David! 'Yells coming from his mother down stairs' Ok mom I know. 'He looks outside at the blazed sun, as he begins to stare into it his eyes change from brown to red. 'He looks away as if he was drawn to it some how. 'Damn what the hell is wrong with me. Even knowing he has been looking at the sun ever since he was little it has never made his eye site bad.' He walks to the bathroom with his head down like always and looks in the mirror. 'I really need to get more sleep' as he says to his self . 'Ok mom I'm heading out to school! 'said David in a hateful voice. 'I don't want know phone calls, you be good, 'Ok mom' laughing as he heads out. David begins to carry his backpack with only his right arm looking down at the ground but at the same time being able to see were he is going and keeping up a fast paste of walking. 'He knows there is a bus route but he would rather walk to school then deal with the crap he gets form the other kids. 'His four mile walk was a peaceful one with not many people up and about. 'Crawling in my skin, these wounds they will not heal!' David would always sing in his head to keep him going from point A to point B. Being almost halfway there to school he would always pass this lot with a old bum sitting at the end of a street. 'Hey Popeye said David. All the kids would call him Popeye do to the fact that he looks just like the cartoon. 'Hey boy yelled Popeye with a rusty voice. He turned around looking at the old bag with a full long and dirty beard and a old low brim hat like he was going to go fishing . David stared into the mans eye because he only had one.
'Hey son you have a lighter ? Asked Popeye. 'Yeah' said David with a smirk on his face.
Give me your cig and I'll light it for you. 'He took the cigarette and turned his back from the old loser. 'David hated cigarettes and disliked smoking do to his asthma and the fact that people would be so foolish to slowly kill themselves. 'Before he began lighting the cigarette he looked at the sun and back at the cancer stick. 'He took a deep breath and snapped his figures. And on the tip of his thumb was a small little flame as if it was a candle and quickly lights the cigarette.' Here you go. said David. I have to get going. 'With a small wave he parts ways with the bum and heads to school. Here they come said David as he talks to his self and looks to his left and watches the school bus pass by.'GO BACK HOME LAME ASS!' Shouted one of the boys on the bus. Whatever mumbles David saying at a low tone. He would then turn the corner were his high school could be seen only five blocks away. 'Well David welcome to hell…its going to be one long week saying to himself. He looks at the powerful sun one more time with a smile and walks down the hill without knowing that this day would change his life forever.