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WHO AM I? The first question that crosses our leads mind every single morning he wakes up. March is a 17 year old highschooler born on 29 th of Feb. His parents had already named him March as he was expected to be born in March but due to unexpected conditions he was delivered early. Two weeks earlier of the estimated time of his birth his mom ran into an accident while crossing the road. She was hit by a bike by bunch of street racers (pathetic people..)who were racing to see who would reach their destination first.. You should have seen that moment. The poor woman crying for help while blood gushes out of her womb. The scene was pretty jarring to say the least. She was crying for help while lying down on the puddle of the very blood she had been dripping from her body. An hour later she was finally in the hospital begging for the doctors to save her babies life. You know a mother. The only thing she cared about was her children life and nothing else. The nurses tried to console her saying both the baby and she will be fine. Another hour passes and the husband finally arrives at the hospital. He frantically searches the entire hospital for his wife and now born child. He rushes to his wife and hugs her. Tears of sadness and joy drips down his cheeks as he sees his wife and child. He just keeps saying sorry for everything as he blames himself for not being there for them.. The wife slowly wakes up to comfort her husband. It is alright said the wife wiping the tears of her husband and slowly holding his hands. " I am alright and our baby he is fine too. "she said. Both looked at the child simultaneously and looked at each other and smiled. Both had the same thought on their mind "Are we still gonna name him March? "?. My thoughts are written in itallic But why March though you know it is not even a good name like April is a pretty good name if you are gonna name your child a month.. ? like a boy can be named April. After heavy debating and discussion they finally concluded and named him March. March had an all in all pretty happy life. He had a loving family,a beautiful house, and most importantly happiness. He had never seen a spec of sadness in his entire life. Until.. ? .. we will get to that part later He was growing.. 1 year...2 years..3 years passed. He was a healthy baby and why wouldn't he be around a caring and loving family. Every year his birthday was celebrated with a huge feast and lots of gifts. As he continued to grow the love of his parents also started to grow stronger and stronger and finally it grew so much that it ended.. At the age of 11on his birthday his father was killed. March saw his dad being killed in front of him. With tears in his eyes, he kept watching his father's death that occurred in front of him. The killer mercilessly kept stabbing the father with the cake knife as if the killer was releasing their frustration on the father. Tears kept rolling down March's eyes as he could do nothing but watch. This way March's birthday turned into his father's death day. What is happening?? The tears dripping down March eyes were not that uncommon but it was the first time those tears were filled with misery and sadness.For the first time in his life he finally felt heart broken,unclear and sad. You might say what could an 11 year old feel.. He is so young how could he possibly feel that bad.He would probably forget it after few weeks or maybe few months.. But it was something else these feelings were something else for an 11 year old boy. I mean it leaves a pretty big scar in your life when you see someone you love not breathing.. dead and cold.. And even more so when you see them being brutally killed with your own eyes in front of you. Just think about the killer staring into your eyes while he kills your father or any one you love cause that is what happened to March. He can still remember that day very clearly the way his dads blood and his tears were dripping on the floor and the killers blurry face when the killer killed his father still haunts him every night. Every birthday reminds him of that day and his fathers face while he was getting killed.. Well I would be scarred for life too if I was him.. Traumatized by this experience his mom decided to sell everything they own and began a new life far away from human civilization. She sold the house. She sold all the properties they own and decide to buy a bungalow in the middle of nowhere. Where no human could reach them at all. Both of his parents were orphans so they had no one else in the world apart from each other. So yeah that happened. It was pretty gruesome specially for a child's mind who had never even thought about the possibility of someones death. A naive mind who doesn't even know what the full meaning of death is. A month after that they finally sold that house and bought a new bungalow far away from any human interactions. March was traumatized for years due to his father's death and he was scared of any human interactions. The mother hired therapists and countless psychiatrist to help her son but nothing worked. So she decided to sell everything and build a new life away from the crowds of people. It seemed to have worked as years passed he was home schooled and he seemed to have forgotten about his past. His mom cared for him everyday . She provided him with everything she could but little did she know her life was about to end soon.. While she was taking care of March she forgot one thing. To take care of her self. She was herself going through depression and guilt of her husbands death. She was slowly deteriorating both mentally and physically. And finally when March turned 17 she died hanging herself in her room in his birthday the same day his father was killed during his birthday .. Wow. Did she really just kill herself? On his birthday? On the same day the father was killed? With no one aware of his existence? With no one that he can turn to? A teen who has probably never seen another human being in his life and in the middle of nowhere. How do you think he will survive MOTHER!!?? March woke up and checked the time. "10:00 am. Why didn't mom wake me up? Does she want to surprise me for my birthday?? " He said as he got up waiting to be surprised by his mom. He was in for a surprise alright ... March walked out and went towards the kitchen happily expecting to smell the scent of a freshly baked cake and not just any cake his favorite chocolate cake that his mom made him his every birthday. He got to the kitchen but his mom was nowhere to be found. He went to her room and started knocking the door.. The door was open. "I am coming in" he said and opened the door. His eyes opened as wide as it can as he saw his dead lifeless mothers body hanging from the fan on the ceiling with her eyes gauging out and tongue hanging through her mouth. March who had finally recovered from his fathers death now had another death to mourn on his birthday. His mothers. He fell to the ground not knowing what to do. The only thing he could do was cry and scream his pain out. What else could he do? He buried his moms dead body a mile away from his house near the forest and returned.. He found a note on the bedroom left by his mom. He started reading it and he was shocked to read everything that was written on the note ? . We will get to the note later. It will be very interesting plot to the storyline. I think.
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