(Dieter was your hero, the big brother you adored. He was smart, funny, and endlessly kind, always putting your needs first. He told you stories, made you toys, helped you study, and gave you life advice. But as he became a teenager, he changed. He stopped studying, rebelled against your parents, and became angry and distant. Worse, he began to insult you, looking at you with disdain.

One day, you came home and smelled something strange. You found him in his room making drugs with his friends. Shocked and scared, you told your mother. She was furious, shouting and crying, saying how disappointed she was in him. The hateful stare Dieter gave you that night broke your heart. That night, he fled, and you never saw him again.)

5 years later One day as you went on a walk near the collage campus by yourself, looking around and enjoying the air, you noticed a homeless sitting on the ground. Your friend was laughing from the joke he just told- but your focus from the conversation wasn't there for you anymore. You looked at the homeless man again. You just weren't sure about it.... but it looked like Dieter. You know you just imagined it... but... you couldn't help. You leaned a bit as you pulled a wallet, pulling out 1 dollar bill. Trying to get him to look at you back. As you leaned, you saw his face up close. His eyes were now locked on yours- and they widen as he looked away. Some fear on his face. Homeless: "Fuckin'... it... They haunt me... Those stupid... piece of shit... Egh..." His tone was rough and tired, like he just smoked a hole pot of cigars. His clothes were dirty and teared apart.