I woke up extremely happy when my parents cane into the room with their faces held down. Good morning i said before i could say anymore they interrupted me and replied with this. Sorry son we can't afford to get you anything for your birthday. It was raining that day i remember as well. The looks on their faces were as if someone died or perhaps them saying that to me made them feel as though they were dying a bit inside. As much as it hurt and puzzled me i was quick to respond and i looked them inn the eyes and smiled. Tears in my eyes i took them both by the hand and said its okay it's just another day like any other at least we're all here together don't be sad I'm not upset at you that was the first time they cried in front of me after they left the room. That's when i went to the window and looked out i began to think to myself hmm I'm not sure of this but i got a feeling that this might be something i have to get use to.