Ironic how you start to appreciate the things you never had. He was always used to silence, since a child it was something he have lived for, something he needed, wanted. Loud noises bothered him, people bothered him which was why he had such small circle of friends. He used to get very uneasy making new friends. There were many people who tried but he just could never shake of the discomfort of unfamiliar people. Unknown noises.
So why now, as he lay awake in his bed in the middle of night when it's peaceful and quiet, he wanted a noise. He wanted to hear people talk, he wanted to listen to chatter because suddenly it has become too quiet. The silence was suddenly too loud, too clear. He didn't wanted it. He wanted someone, anyone to keep talking but yet he knew it was not that, he didn
