Youth

I woke up at the annoying noise of my alarm. I reached for it on my night stand, my eyes still shut. Oooh, we have school today. I switched the alarm off and pulled off my beloved duvet.

It has been a couple of weeks since Ryder came from Huston. You can say he is back to normal, but he has been busy these days.

I went to the bathroom and did my morning routine. I chose a hoodie with jeans today. On our way to school, mom told me about this patient, an old man who was so kind and had a heart attack. The warmth in his eyes makes you wonder yet again why bad things happen to good people, she said.

This old man and a lot of others come in contact with such horrible things even though they don't deserve it. Perhaps it's a test. A measuring instrument. To see how far they are willing to go, what kind of method they would be using to pass it and to test if they can retain their goodness through those challenges. To take a peek into the depth of their hearts.