ALL ABOUT TEN // johnten

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The world was devoid of colour for Ten. It had been for a while now. Yet it never used to be; it used to be bright to the point of bliss, he had no need to be upset.

He would wake to the sound of classical music on a dialy basis and his mother humming softly to the instrumentals. She would embrace him warmly and ask him what was for breakfast.
Of course Ten would know exactly what it was. Ten knew everything.
His mother would say he was a special boy, though he had no idea. He thought everyone could hear what people werent saying out loud.
Like how papa prefered tea over coffee and mama didnt like the colour yellow and yet had the living room painted a lemon colour because she couldnt tell her mother no.
Or how all of his classmates would choose rock followed by scissors, or how papa feels about the lady who works in the coffeehsop.
Or how mama had gotten papa his favourite set of vinyls for his birthday.

Once ten had come to realise his gift was not shared by everyone, he wanted to say the things that he assumed people couldnt say.
Its a shame he did so..

"Ten.. why would you say that?"
"Ten how did you know that?"
"Ten youre lying, youre a liar Ten"
"Chittaphon how dare you say something like that about your father!"

Eventually, people started to abandon Ten and the bright hues in his life started to turn to pale greys.
The juice that his mother liked to drink started to imcrease within the house after his father had left to be with the woman who worked in the coffee shop.

"Mama..? I cant sleep.." He complained to his mother one night, he didnt like to complain to her, he loved her with his whole heart.
"Shut up and go to sleep Ten."
"But I can't" he whispered and hugged the cat plushie his father had given him for his most recent birthday, his Fifth.
His mother threw her glass in his direction and stood up, she started to erratically pack her bags.
"Mama..? Where are you going?"
She stared at him with a pure, blank hatred.
"Everything you say is disasterous.. i should have never given birth to you."
She proceeded to leave the large house with her belongings, he never saw her after that.

He was raised by his grandfather after the incident, his grandfather loved him very much but it couldnt be helped... Ten could no longer love himself.

He lost himself and fell into an aching depression and his world turned to gray.