Be the book Composition Project : Dominic

Dominic

Moved to such place like this in Cleveland, Ohio, would never be a nice part of my life. I wondered how could everyone has survived for years here, enjoyed their lives. Me myself would never choose this place, surrounded by waste from the factories, and were living a greyish-boring-life. It was really different with my house in LA, of course, I mean, my used house. Never call me 'Sir' because I am still 26 and did not have interest in marriage life, yet.

A bit about my earlier life when I was the owner of D&D LA Casino, a big and very successful casino place which I had been grew with my friend, Doug. He was my bestfriend friend since we were kids until 'D&D' became 'Doug's Casino Kingdom' . It happened 2 months ago when he was about to make a wrong decision. In way of making our bussiness went to a bigger field, someone offered us an illegal corporation for a half cost. I was surely disagree with it and hoping that he had the same thought as me , but he seemed to be interested in that thing. Me? Don't worry. He just walked me out from our company after we fought.

So here I came as a security in this insecure residence at the Gibbs Street after 20 companies ignored me because of my bad resume included the fight between Doug and I. I was not only a security. Some people called me a 'multi-function protector'. What a silly thing! I could not hold this kind of slavery remembering my past where I never did any homeworks like this. They never respected my time as a security. When I was laying on a bench, they suddenly asked me to repair their sinks or television.

I might be also belonged here to help old people who lived in this resindence. Sometimes they asked me to brought them meals, bought some things at the market, or even closed the window because they were too weak to did it. These people did not want sent to the nursing home. They did not want to be united with the same abandoned old people whom in Christmas or Easter celebration will got some gifts from people who felt sorry about their lives. They more likely strong people but did not strong enough to do hard things like such I have told you before.

The first day I came here was the same day as Thres' coming. She moved overseas and I guess she was from a country in Asia. She came with her big family. Someone had told me if she moved because there was an incident in the capital city in her country. I helped them picked up all the stuffs they brought here. It was a very small apartement for them. But still, I did not care about it. Thres looked at me doubtly for my style was not matched to be a security, too glamour, she said.

Two months passed and still, I ain't got any sense to feel happy with my job as a security. When the sun goes down, my mind always arguing just like an angel and a demon. I should either leave or stay. But, I had no place as my shelter yet no reason to stay here. I ran from my home in Minnesota when I was 18 years old and started the bussiness, for your information. So, that's why there would be no home anymore for me and I started worrying everything. Three nights I was dreaming about being home with my parents, had them forgave all my fault and how happy I am before all this damned experience. But it was too late because my parents won't admitted me as their child anymore.

I had to do something better to fulfill these sorrow days and got back with happiness. So , besides helping people in this residence, I was observing their activity, made sure if there was something strange. Sitting at the bench at 3 p.m. The one who paid attention to me doing this was Thres but she did not even say anything. A week passed and there were no things I could develop with. This made me sad. I was only an useless person. I would spend the rest of my life as a security and a personal home care.

Until one afternoon came again in the second week when I had lunch with a man. He also lived in that apartement building and said that he was going to plant sunflower seeds on a garden behind the building, a place I have never seen before in these 3 months. Then I decided to follow him to the garden and found a weird garden there which is unorganized and the man whom I followed before was planting a sunflower next to the berries. It looked like a mess. When I was 5, my father taught me how to do the gardening and I still remembered a lot about it so I did understand what to do next.

The following day, I told this thing to Thres and fortunately, she felt the same thing as me but she did not know how to gardening and I would teach her. Before started, I called other people to help me and I was happy they wanted to do it happily. We collected money to bought new seeds to get exchanged with the withered plants and some soil to renew the layer before. We worked on Sunday morning so everyone could join. An exhausted day was began. It has been a long years since the first time I did this with my father and I do really miss them.

Finally, the garden was finished and everyone felt so happy to see this beautiful garden appeared behind their buildings. It was neatly organized and looked fresh although some of them is renewed and did not even show their leaves yet.

Six months later, the flowers were blooming and the fruits were ripping. . We were happy to see a colourful garden like this. I felt like my family were here even actually they were not. Some of them sold the fruits and the flowers before planting again. I helped them building the kiosk, but sometimes I helped them selling, too. A news about the garden spread by a reporter who passed by and bought some fruits at the kiosk. They said that the fruits' taste very good. It made us more blew to plant more.

At last, I found another way to be useful even you were not felt it directly and now I am still the 'multi-function' security who enjoyed life differently. The most important thing was being useful to other people and get rid of your past.

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