THE TWISTED LORD OF DREAMS.

One Tuesday morning, Rex woke up to the sound of an alarm, it seemed like a blurry 7:10 AM, at this point, lifting his body off the bed was the hardest task he ever wished for, he managed to sit upright not knowing his whearabout. All he could do was imagine where he was because the room was dark as hell. Last night was a really long night and unfortunately the most terrible moment of his life.....Rex and his parent were involved in a terrible accident.... Unfortunately, he was the only survivor......It downed on him that his life was practically beginning to go down the drain. The memories of his late mother were fresh in his head, with a million thought going through his head, tears rolled down his cheeks. The door opened right in front of him, and it seemed like that was the only source of light. "Get up kid", a voice said after minutes of silence. When he looked up, he saw a tall, dark complexioned, hefty man in front of him. He obeyed the voice and stood up, stating directly into his eyes like a fight was about to erupt. "Follow me," he said. He saw himself among two other men with busy with their phones, Rex thought" Where am I? What are they going to do to me? Is it time to say my last prayers? The tall, hefty man, whose name was Tony broke the silence and explained the ordeal on how he got there " We picked you up from a fatal accident, where you passed out and we decided to save your life" Rex stood in front of them speechless. 'I should at least say thank you', he thought. Tony continued: " I think we have done our best for you, it is time to path ways". That was how Rex left the house and that was the last time he set his eyes on them, he thought of where to go, he had only one choice, to return home where he would live alone, what was going to become of him, these thoughts occupied his mind while he walked down the streets. Rex is an American from south east Chicago, Being born and raised in Chicago, He is seen walking down the streets of Johnson VI, A Street filled with joyous beings but things didn't turn out the way he expected it. When he entered his streets, he expected condolences from people, but to his greatest surprise, it seemed like people there did not notice him, he noticed people mummering about him underneath and steered at in a horrible manner, he wished he could hear what they were saying until he finally entered his lonely house. His house was a brown painted bungalow across the streets, a lonely side to stay. Everywhere is filled with nothing but dreadful silence. Rex laid down on his bed, thinking about what was going on.Later that evening, he heard knocks on the door, he managed to get up on his feet, walked up to the door and opened it.It was a friend or rather a neighbor that lived down the street, they exchanged pleasantries. Rex returned to his seat waiting for his visitor Nathan to break the silence. "I heard of what happened to your parents, and I am indeed sorry, I know it must be tough for you" Nathan said, Nathan paused, expecting a reply but Rex kept mute. He continued. " But I have been hearing some news which has traveled like wild fire that you were the cause of your parents death" Rex was stunned by what Nathan said and kept wandering if it was what the neighborhood was mummering about when they saw him earlier in the morning, but didn't say a word, he was still suffering from the trauma of his late parents, he wasn't in the mood to talk. Nathan understand Rex position and state of mind when Rex didn't reply. Nathan continued "Some says you were born as a result of some fetish rituals which they have to your mother to drink after waiting for years without bearing a child, and since the time of your birth, your family has gone from grace to grass". "Stop" Rex yelled, he was sick and tired of hearing this crap and asked Nathan to leave in a rather demanding manner. Nathan tried to show sympathy realizing that this wasn't the right time to tell him this, but it was too late, Rex meant it. Rex slammed the door after dismissing him but he couldn't stop thinking about what Nathan has just said, "Am I a cursed child?", he asked himself While these thoughts rolled through his mind, he slept off without having a meal, there was nothing to eat in the house, he and his parents were rushing to the market last night to get foodstuff to supply the house. He rose up the next morning, little bit stronger than the previous morning, there was on alarm this time, he layed on his bed, staring up to the heavens thinking of what to do with his life, obviously, he was going to quit school. 'How do I feed? How do I get money?" He kept thinking until he decided to get up from his bead, looking to his right, he had a poster which read; "You have two options when you wake up, get up and chase your dreams or go back to bad and dream" This put a smile of his face, this was the first time he smiled in days, he felt better this morning....He went out to perform his morning chores as his mother thought him immediately after saying his prayers. He decided to get something to eat down the street, it seemed like he hadn't eaten for days. While walking a group of boys bumped into him, they were known in the town as bullies, they were led by Kenneth, the son of a tanner, one of them stepped on him intentionally, he felt the guy ought to say sorry but decided to say it himself." I am sorry." "You said what?" a tall hefty boy said "I just said I am sorrrr" he didn't complete the statement before a blow landed on his face, he dare not retaliate else, his head would go for it" The money in his hand fell off and Kenneth commanded one of his boys to pick it up, that was the last cash he had on him.......He had to speak up for himself " I can't let you take my money" Rex said He received the worst beating of his life and last left with bruises, after they were satisfied, they decided to leave him......He regretted making that statement and went home with bruises all over his body. While nursing himself at home, he recalled one of the bullies saying "Son of a b***h, the fetish child who ruined his parents life" this coincided with what Nathan said, "What could this mean?", he thought.