Once upon a time there lived a little boy named Henry .He was poor but  talented child. He wanted his dreams to come true and worked hard to earn money. But if everything were to come easier in life, is he even the protagonist?

Like the calm before the storm,  for him awaited a major obstacle to be tackled with. One day while Henry was peacefully sleeping on his broken bed he heard a loud noise coming from the forest. The night was chilly and he woke up drenched in sweat as if he woke up from a haunted dream. Never had he heard such a terrible noise before. It shook him from the ends of his hair to the soles of his feet.He went to the window and looked outside as far his eyes could see. The moon was shining brightly and there was an unusual silence. All of a sudden out of nowhere he could see someone with a sharp edged axe drapped in a shawl advancing towards the orphanage.

He needed to do something. Anything!  His mind resounded. As fast as his little legs could take him , he leapt down the stairs and made his way to the back door. Letting out a breath, he took a baseball bat kept nearby and opened the door. For the first time he felt courageous warm blood was gushing through his mind . He wanted to deal with the situation all alone . He believed himself ! He was adamant with his decision . He could hear the footsteps getting closer. His heart started beating faster . He knew there was no one to rely upon. But he can't just move forward without a plan.  What was the thing that was approaching the building. He stopped his approach and thought it over. At that very moment he heard a knock at the front door. He started shivering. His legs were numb . He was blank . There was nothing he could think of . Yet he decided to play off as he decided earlier. He walked across the main hall and stood in front of the main door. Gripping tight in his arms the baseball bat, he opened the door.

There was no one. Breeze lifted up the dead leaves and swirled them into the open air. Empty. Did he dream the whole thing?  Shaking his head, he retired to bed. The next morning as he rose up to a beautiful sunrise . He went down stairs to have his breakfast. And ghosh !!!! He saw the same man he had seen the previous night sitting in a corner . He was aghast and did not know what to do . He kept his calm. The very next moment  the other children arrived at the table and so the food . He dared not to look up . His friend Mercutio  took the seat near him and noticed something was off. He kicked his leg under the table to grab his attention. Henry looked up with trembling eyes. His plan at being calm failed, for the eyes of the stranger from yesterday were focused on him now. He was unable to swallow his food . He was choked and started coughing vigorously. And he could feel the stare !!

Mercutio took a piece of paper napkin from the table and wrote, "Bud,  you okay? Is anything bothering you?. And what mischief did you do for the new warden to keep his eyes on you? I am curious. Let your good friend know!" . And romeo felt his life coming back . He turned out to be a great chef later on in his life and dared not to forget that day's haunt ..!!