I'm in a bustling city , walking up a steep hill and my brother far behind me . The hill is too steep . I cannot see him . The buildings are grey and ashen -- something I completely dislike . Downtown ? I could not recall . A black man is walking behind me as I try to increase my pace , my brother further away from me than ever . And behind him a Caucasian man around 30 years old .

My thoughts tell me that I have no home and I have no one except for myself and my brother in this city . I am craving for a home , for family . But my parents are gone and so is everyone else . It's a windy day . I am gripping onto the handrail as if my life depended on it . I look down . My head tells me that the hill is too steep , that I would fall if I let go , ever . My legs shake under me and I feel as if I was going to die .

I wait and call after my brother .

The black man walks by me and looks me in the eye : " Too bad . If you had gotten here earlier I would have given you a home and everything . I would have solved all of your problems . Too bad . " He walks by and laughs maniacally .

I stand there , wind blowing on my face and petrified . I think about everything as I still cannot see my brother , scared . I think about everything I could have done now if I had done what he asked of me . I think of a cosy fire I could curl up in , a computer I could communicate with . Video games . Everything I didn't have and everything I wished for . Everything I couldn't have . Everything I could have . I think about it there , sadly . I felt like screaming at the top of my lungs . For everything that could be .

The Caucasian man walks by and then looks at me . " Good thing you didn't follow after that man . He was a convicted criminal , a rapist . "

My eyes bulge .