Car horns are heard, breaking the silence of the misty morning hours. I've been awake since 5.46am. I'm alone in my room but i hear snatches of conversation float through the air. The things I could never comprehend as a child now all makes so much sense. Like a sudden epiphany.  I try to not blame myself but really, the memories that played in my mind proves too much of me being guilty. I am to be blamed. Being a kid back then doesn't change the verdict.