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When his father passed away, the boy didn’t know what to do.

His father died on the hospital, from depression, he had let his body slowly decompose in sadness.

For the next few weeks the boy saw his world turned upside down.

The two brothers found themselves in an orphanage, for several weeks, until a women came to ‘take them home’, or that’s what she said.

The women turned out to be the boy’s mother’s sister. She had seen her at the funeral, but, besides that time, never. He even wasn’t aware that he and her sister had any relatives until now.

It was not home were the women took them; it was to a small building with no porch. It was a flat of three rooms and two toilets full of porcelain that the children couldn’t touch. It was their new home. Or so the women said.

James, the boy, was not happy about it. He wanted to go back home, but the women wouldn’t understand. Her sister, Sophie cried a lot, and the women always said it was for James’s fault, even thought he did nothing.

He did nothing, which was what nerved their aunt. The boy did nothing; he would stand in his room and watch the floor or the walls for long hours until Sophie cried for attention.

People have different ways of fighting pain, James didn’t like to fight it, and so, he decided to not live, how? By canceling his surroundings. If he could not feel, see, it was not real, if he could live in his memories, then everything would be fine. It would be his reality.

Days drifted that way, and if this story was a movie, then it would be played in grey, not black and white, but, plain grey.

James and Sophie were not happiness for Julia, the women, but, she had to stick with them, they did not have the fault for their mother’s mistake.

James and Sophie had both blonde hair, and the same blue eyes. Ugly blue. That kind of blue that it’s so simple and dull, that makes you feel sleepy when looking to close. Both brothers were quite grey, like fading figures, and Julia was not happy about it.