The 6 years of wait Part 1/2

1st Person POV

*1 year after my birth*

What should i do today? i've already counted all the leaves on the oak tree outside my window (there were 227,721 leaves total). i've already contemplated the meaning of life, so what exactly can i do? while i was thinking those stupid thought the door to my room open's and a beautiful woman walks in, and as it turns out the beautiful woman was my mom.

Mom: Happy bithday Dan.

Oh i guess it is my birthday. I havent really been able to remember how many days have passed since i was born. I mean there was no callender in my room, and my memory is still the same as before i died, so it would have been almost impossible to rember without lossing track of how many days have passed.

Actually mabey ill get to meet the rest of my family today, because even after 1 year of life i have yet to meet anyone besides my parents. I mean im not complaining, but it would be nice to meet new people.

Mom: What would you like to do today.

God damn it mom, you know i can't answer i swear your doing this on purpose. The anger must have been aparent on my face because my mom lets out a small laugh. Sadly there is nothing i can do to stop her except angrily glare at her. After she was done laughing she picks me up and we head to the living room.

After my mom carries me out of my room we proceede to the living room where she places me in a small play area, with alot of stuffed animals. Luckily i can save engergy since they are all piled together. Sice i cant walk yet, I am forced to crawl my way over to the large pile of stuffed animals. After searching through the pile for a bit i find what i am looking for, and hug it for the next couple of minutes or so. The item that i am currently hugging is a unique-ish stuffed animal that looks like a penguin whith a top hat and monicle.

Once i completed hugging the incredibly soft stuffed animal my mom comes over and picks me up and we head to the kitchen table, where i am placed in the high chair. Moments later my mom dissappers only to come back holding a bottle. It takes me a minute to fully register that my mom is actually holding a baby bottle, and my face had a wide smile on it.

Mom: Since you have always had a dissatisfied look on your face when i breast fed you we are going to try somthing different i hope you dont mind.

That slightly supprised me. I had always thought that my parents never really cared what i was thinking about. But that dosent mean im not greatful, in fact im thrilled as this discovery could get me a little more freedom. After enjoying the thought of more freedom, the bottle my mom was holding was suddenly thrust into my mouth, and my only response was to drink the lovely white beverage.

Once i finished drinking, i looked around in an effort to locate my dad however i couldnt find him. This made me wonder if he was still alive, i mean if he was only missing for a day or mabey even a week i wouldent have assumed he had died. However it had been around 3 months since i had last seen him. Well it doesn't matter much, as long as i have mom i should be able to survive the early days/months/years of childhood.

*2 Years Later*

I Can walk, Talk, Eat and go to the bathroom all by myself! I know it seems like im over reacting however when my best memorie is going to the bathroom by myself, being able to accomplish all basic human fuction is an amazing feat and personally i am extreamly proud of myself. Currently i am walking around town with my mom. Apparently we live in a village called Mystical Sound Village which is locate in the Fasinuo Province. The village has around 200-400 houses and around 700 people living within the town. One of these people is the local butcher or should i say old man Lu, and we just so happened to walk into his shop.

Inside the shop was an elderly man probably around 60-70 years old. He had short whit hair, dark brown eyes, and a long white beard. He was around 5.9ft tall and still fairly charming for his age.

Mom: Good morning Mr. Lu.

Old man Lu: Good morning Ms. Chen.

Dan: Morning old man.

Old man Lu: Good morning little Dan

When old man Lu said those words, I almost lashed out at him. Ever since those embarassing years of being a baby I have been unable to tolerate being called little.

Dan: I am not little Old man.

Old man Lu: And im not an old man.

Just when i was about to argue with him my mom intervenes by smaking both of us, but i swear before she landed the hit i saw a demon standing behind her, but it was probably just my imagination.

Mom: No need to fight you two

Old man Lu: Of course not Ms.Chen

Dan: Yeah mom we were just acting we are great friends right old man.

Old man Lu: That's right dan and i were just having some fun.

Mom: Oh thats good i thought that the two of you were fighting, I think you two should become actors.

And like that my mom proceeded to buy some various meats and we concluded our shoping trip. Once we returned home i helped my mom unpack, and helped out with preparing dinner. Since i have only recently started learning how to cook from my mother, and she wont let me touch any sharp objects or go near the stove. I can at best help prepare some of the meats.