1 looking back....

The russling of the forest alerts the birds which leads to a breathtaking view of the birds, flying with a harmony that is so synonymous to be natural, says the creature as it looks at it's creator, a boy of 15 years who refuses to acknowledge its existence and is seemingly terrified as he mumbles "you are but a figment of my imagination, so stop making me crazy".

As the boy shouts to himself, he starts whipping his body with a vine as it leaves another scar on his back .... even as his back starts to bleed, his face is at peace as if ignorant to pain itself he looks at the creature as it fades into his imagination.

picking up his old notebook which looked like it's been erased to reuse and a seemingly small pencil

he made his way to the lake near the abandoned cabin in the woods .

stark naked in the woods as though he is amongst the beats he dives into the lake ignoring the burning sensation on his back as he swims fearsly as though there is no tomorrow, he finds his lungs burning as he makes his way to the bottom, the pressure almost unbearable yet he only stops as he gets to the bottom of the lake only to hold on to a rock as he hugs it to never let go till his eyes go down seemingly fainting which make him to release his grip as the water pushes him to the top as if to say you don't belong here .

Gasping for air he let's his lungs do their job as he lays down near the creek only to faint into the darkness .

"Are you fine" he hears a voice as he feels something nudging him.

Fluttering his eyes, he feels the light setting in as he looks at the source of the disturbance only to find a girl of 17 or 16 year nudging him with a stick.

he gets a clear look at her face which is familiar for some odd reason, before he looks away as he gets up to get his shirt when he hears her saying "Oh My God

what happened to you" she exclaims seemingly taking notice of the scars on his body.

"nothing in particular" the boys replies curtly as he takes a note that ignoring her might get him into unwanted trouble .

what do you mean nothing happened she insists "look at you ,are you really okay?" she asks,

ignoring her insistence he asks her for the time ,as if taken by surprise or anger she pauses before looking at af if to discern his identity she replies 7:00 rather unceremoniously probably because of not satisfying her curiosity .

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the peculiar boy infront of her seems to ignore her presence once again as he starts to act like he is searching for something. curious about what it might be she asks him "what are you looking for", to which the boy seemed to appear to contemplate as if to tell her or not, at last he says it's a notebook and it looks quite old.

"oh I think I have it" she replies as she remember's the notebook full of weird equations that she found on the way here.

she almost runs off saying "wait I'll get it to you".

As she makes her way towards her camping site she thinks about the weird boy,when she first saw him she remembers being scared to approach him in the fear of him being a pervert but then again thinking about his muscular body full of scars she thinks that the idea of him being dangerous does not seem too farfetched because what kind of kid would be sleeping in the woods on a winter night.

"Oy Casey , are done with your walk" a voice disrupts her thoughts on the peculiar boy by making its course to her, "no dad I came back to get some water"

she balantly lies not wanting to talk about the notebook or the boy, "OK fine then come back in an hour we are going duck hunting and be safe, oh and your mom went home to get breakfast" the slightly obese man shouts towards her, confident that his voice reached her, he goes back to counting his shells,"ok dad" she replies taking the notebook she makes her way to the creek near the lake .

As the creeks comes into her vision she looks at the boy doing pushups with his fingers and it looked like he was nowhere near to be done, she was now genuinely curious about him and subconsciously started counting the number of pushups he was doing.

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"breaking my limits is only way that I can survive " he says to himself as if, he is reassuring himself . The strain starts to set in as the time passes but he knows that stopping now was not an option and he knew that he had to endure.

he could now feel that he was at his limits but he once again musters his will as he shouts,"once more", while doing the last of the sets.satisfied by his work, he again lay on the ground heaving for the air as his ears pick up the sound of footsteps he lazily gets up to look at the girl as he hears her saying " oh my God ,are you a beast how did you do that many" she enquires, but the thoughts of the boy are all focused on the book she was holding ,for it was his hope, a way to achieve the pinnacle, noticing his feverent glare on the book she was holding, the girl says "aren't you a gloomy bunch not even thanking me or answering me ..... you want this book, don't you", she says waving it in her arms as if expecting an answer.

she could tell that the boy's mood dampened as he heard her words to which he almost reluctantly squeaks out " thank you now can I have my book" he says, relinquishing her win the girl still asks how about you tell me your name?oh by the way, my name is Casey Johnson, hearing her demand, the boy reluctantly says "I am Unus Veçori Animo" ,"well that's one strange name" he hears the blonde girl say as she hands him over his notebook. just as the gets his hands on the book, he starts sprinting away from the girl in a crazed manner to which she falls down and shouts at the fading figure " are you insane you crazy bastard" as she gets up stifling her pants off the dirt a shout enters her ears saying "Yes I am" as she muses over the weird boy she met.