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as i go to the window i see not the out but in i see one face staring at me i move it gos as well, i rase my hands as dus the the boy,....is it me i see but do not beleve if im here then hows that..... is it, can it be......me....no its the same but difrent its not me it looks nothing like me and yet as i look i see me but not the same is it my mind no its not it is but i cant see why but i have to see for my self if it is or not the others see but are blind its not them why is it that thay all know its not but they say it is no no and no agen i make a fist and hit the boy and he hits back a crack flys up frum our fists as my hand falls the boy looks up and i fell my mind as it crack as well i fall i sleep and as i git up time has left night has fell upon us i look up and there is the boy i see him i fell him as if saying you are me but thats all i need its not and is so hes not but for now he is......ends