Almost at the age of four his sister was born. Her name was Pimyunehi. She was much different them him- and given more attention. Now it seemed as if he was just another part in the family- someone there to feed and teach and as soon as that duty was fulfilled it was time to lavish love on the daughter. The parents always valued a girl over a boy anyways. They wished their son was a born a girl.

Latinioso lived almost in exile in his room for many years after his sister's birth. When he was 6, he had thought deeply of his family, and the outside world. Sometimes he would just open the window and look at the sunrise in the early morning, smell the cool breeze, observe the morning dew on the windowsill or his two-story bedroom, and listen to the birds sing. He noticed the other children playing football [soccer] on the streets and wanted to join but he wasn't allowed. The only ones who knew he existed were the hospital staff that helped deliver him, the government, and his family. Still, the outside world was interesting and dangerous. If he stayed, he would be neglected- out there he could find friends, or enemies.

With his life he got anything he wanted. He would just have to ask and the next day he had it. There was no love in the gift, and that just made his sad. When his sister got a present,. the family smiled and coowed her, sang and danced and played with her. She was so absorbed in her attention she barely even noticed her silver-haired elder brother. At night when he would walk by her room to use the rest room he heard his parents still up and reading Pimyunehi her favourite bedtime story over and over again. They never did that for him.

Eventually he decided to run away. It may be days before the family realizes he is gone but it is for the best. He's just taking up space at home when there is a world outside that could love him the way he has been needed to be loved since birth. Of course he was frightened only being a Seven year old boy and had never been outside for more then 5 minutes at a time, but he was also excited. He would leave behind his past and start a new future.

Early morning on a February day, a day after his 7th birthday with no 'happy birthday' song or anything he tired bed sheets together and dropped them from his room till they reached the floor bottom. He stared in awe, small hands on the rim of the window as he bit his lip and saw his breath in the cold midnight air. He turned to grab his equipped back, full of candy, band aids, a pillow and a teddy bear and lightly tossed that down. He cringed at he heard it hit the floor below and as he looked for a clear and found it safe, he climbed out of the window, to the outside world and slid down the tired sheets until he touched the grassy floor of the ground. After, he tugged the sheets tightly and they unraveled on the windowsill, causing them to fall and the window to close. He bushed the sheets behind a bush and then put his backpack over his shoulders and looked about- just having second thoughts for a moment. He shook his head, then continued on a pathway to the gate of their mansion and squeezed through the bars. With every new step he was further away, further from a family, further then a home, and closer to freedom and closer to friendship.

Latinioso was now on his own. A shy little boy, little paranoid but he had a quick brian and hard head. Her was sure he could survive in such an envirnment. He was sure others have done it before, from his books, So why not him?