Without saying goodbye or even a glanced, the parents leave him by car like that infront of the old, two-level wooden house. He don't know either being happy or scared since he's going to live a new life. It was a village that stayed in forest as he look around and saw few children playing bicycle together, passing him. They only left a piece of letter which is now on his right hand.

The baggage dragged as he walked slowly until he stopped, standing so close from the main door of the house. His right hand moved and let the left hold the letter instead. Nervously, he tightened his grip a little and knocked the door in few times. The noise from the inside suddenly become silent. In few seconds later, he heard foot steps walking toward the door and it was opened slightly and there was such beautiful old lady, smiling sincerely at him.

That's the beginning of his life starts.