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THE SOUND OF ALARM wakes me up instead of my parents who are busy making money in the next room. The constant negligence is now a daily dose in my life. I may wake up from the bed made from the softest comforter, surrounded by rich diamonds and silvers, located on the top floor where I can look up to the good views of the Mexican city bit everything is done without any proper care, love and warmth.
I take my time in bathing, using the shower gel and lathering my body. Later, I put sports shoes, wear track pants, a loose shirt and a Vegvísir Hoodie due to the chilly weather of the first week of March. I brush my teeth and spit out the paste. I rinse my mouth properly and gurgle a little and then spit out the water.
I eye the digital alarm clock which shows it's now 5am. Well I did wake up at 4:40am, I do my necessities and walk out not before assembling the clothes I will be wearing today for the school.
I take out the bottle of water from counter top and step out where the day welcomes me with the chilly breeze. I close my eyes and inhale the fresh air while shuddering a little due to the coldness. My eyes opens and I start my morning parade to stay fit and show the world how a rich boy is made of.
My pace increases from jogging to running. I do my exercises for two hours and pass by the crowded world of fake smile and embrace the peace I always wanted since the day I got to know lots of my freedom got constricted due to the showcase of so called a rich boy.
I am not a rich boy, I don't have the power to create so called bad reputation. I am a simple human finding the serenity whenever I pass by the rows of trees, the only true friend whom I know will be there for me even if I die.
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The match is made from hell to get two Scorpios as my parents. I sigh while dragging down my bag and placing it on the countertop. I greet Maria, the maid and also my favourite person in my house. She took care of me since I grew up and knows me just like the back of my palm.
