DoRkZiLLa264 , 23

At school he was treated very differently. He became an outcast because the parents of the other kids didn't trust his uncle. They assumed he would be the same. Now that he was seventeen, going on eighteen, he had grown used to being alone. He liked the fact that he didn't have to worry about the popularity contests. He was at the bottom, and he didn't care. The only dilemma he faced was being able to understand his strange uncle and why he couldn't stop thinking of the new girl, Isabella. He thought about why she kept popping into her as he ate alone, as usual, in the kitchen. His uncle hated when he ate in the kitchen saying that he preferred he ate in the dining room like normal people. Steven thought different, and his uncle wasn’t there anyway. He never came home so early. But to his surprise his uncle walked in through the kitchen door. He didn’t even notice that Steven was in the kitchen. He seemed to be distracted.
It didn’t bother Steven that his uncle acted like he didn’t exist sometimes. He like the independence he had. He could go wherever he wanted and stay out just as late. He finished his sandwich and put the dishes in the sink. Today was Bertha’s (the housemaid) day off. He would wash them later. He had bigger plans for now.

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