I was chilling on a roof, looking over the scenery of the nice beautiful day- when one of my cousins' called me by the earpiece, "Hey, cuz." His voice sounded like he wanted something, "What do you want, Trin?" Trin is the second oldest cousin of mine, he is the cousin who loved being a Dalni, and being a Dalni means fighting, since we, Dalni are feared by our last names

Our whole family is all thieves, I was born into this profession and I got used to people being scared of me, but I want to have someone to talk to other than my family, and they don't run away- whenever someone mentions my name, they run from me.

I bet Trin felt me slowly go depressed, "Cuz? Are you okay?" Even though all he loves is to fight, he's cares for me and all the family, I touch my cheeks and felt tears slowly slipped. I wiped them away and responded like nothing was wrong, "I'm okay, Trin." I decided to change the subject, so he doesn't question me any more than he should, "What is it you want?"

After I said that, he seemed to be shocked at me changing the subject, but he when with it anyway- for my sake, "Well, I was wondering if you wanted to go have fun at the Yuni café? Since you been sad a lot lately."

Not wanting to make my cousin anymore worried I agreed, "Sure, Trin- I'll meet you there." As I ended the call with him.

When I did I thought of my life, I should love to fight people daily- but it's all I do- I'm beginning to get tired of this routine.