I am a normal single man. I haven’t interest. I live at somewhere that more people know. I try to think about my past while I sit on bench. I recall when I was a little kid. I had perfect family; contain my father, mother, me, older sister and younger brother. Until once a time, shock story happened. I slip the stairway. After that I can’t remember anything. I forget even if my name. “What is my name?” “Who are my parents?” “Where is my house?” “Where do I live?” and many questions come across in my think. I just know I went to someplace where I am living. When I reach at here I struggle to happiness and good life. After that, I succeeded in my occupation. I am a millionaire. I have many friends. My company go well. But I don't happy. I can't find my real parents. I want to have completed family. Now I am working without fun. I go to night club with my comrade every weekend for forgot that. I hope someday I will meet with them again. Although them is still alive or become to bone ash in funerary urn. I miss them.