This is my story of how I became to be. I am Timothy, but I have came by another name after the consequences of my life. So now, this story begins.
I woke up staring at the white ceiling of my room, rather small one at that in height. I got out of bed after grabbing my glasses from the small drawers, though I knocked down my airsoft sniper rifle, a VSR-10, that was leaning against the larger drawers next to my bed. Replacing the rifle to its former position, I walked downstairs, ducking down from the low door frame at the bottom of the stairs, which leads directly to the dining room of my home. I looked around to see if anyone was up yet, only to find that no one was awake, so I walked outside to the backyard and sat down on the steps. Staring up at the brightening sky, I watched the sun slowly rise up into the sky. "Why do I live in this world that which I don't seem to belong to?" ,I thought rather deeply.
Looking back at the two-stories house that I live i