"Its been a year if I could only remember.."  I think as a run out of my room. I enter into the dinning hall and eat.

          "I'm going to practice piano in my room." I lie and run to the front door. I went down the street and finally stopped crying. A car flashes by me in a blur and then I see an old man with get hair and flower shirt. In an instinct and panic I run over and get the man his wooden cane and get him out of the street.

           "Thank you young man.."