There is a boy named Harry. The boy was very good and intelligent since childhood. He looked very good. Harry was different from the rest of the children as if he had a different world, he always used to think something, he did not talk to anyone much, just always lived in his own thinking. He was survived by his mother, father and a sister. As Harry had his own world, he lived separately from the others. Harry had a book in which he always wrote something, but never told anyone what he was writing. Everyone was making fun of Harry because Harry was always thinking of himself, everyone in his school always used to scold him. Harry didn't have many friends because no one liked Harry. But Harry had some powers that he did not know he had. Harry was fed up with his life. One night he was crying that he saw something coming towards him from the sky. That thing was burning like fire and Harry was coming more. That thing came directly from Harry and collided, but nothing happened to Harry. Harry himself was thinking about what is happening, because an armor was made around Harry.