"For one who has conquered his mind, a mind is best of friends, but for one who has failed to do so, the mind is the greatest enemy."-a wise man
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there was no teacher, in the class that day.
There you could see some fools bullying a boy with glasses the boy didn't do anything to them, he was just a weak target to humiliate.
While he was good at studies the boy with glasses had no real friends, the bullys were making fun of his appearance.
Then a weak looking twig appeared from among them and started playing with the boys hair and stole his glasses.
From afar anyone wasn't doing anything, why is no one doing anything? Some might ask it's because they dont want to bother with such 'nuisance'.
Then the twig turned his eyes to another person he had a normal appearance, absolutely average except his strong body.
The boy came to stop the guys from bullying him.
So he tried to mess with this boy too, but he was scared because the boy was strong, but why mess with a stronger opponent alone.
so he asked a boy with taller height and fatter body then him to come with him to mess with the boy.
As the twig went to mess with the boy he started talking in a rude tone to him and insulted him and the fatty hit him on his head.
The boy who was silent till now grew furious, he then started punching the fatty, normally he would go for the weaker ones first but he wasnt even planning to hit the weaker guy.
The bully tho he was big, was no match to the boys strength as he fell, the boy stopped his punches but the bully wasnt done he got up and pinned the boy by neck to a bench.
The nails dig into the skin, his nails were sharp and left bloody nail marks on the boys neck, the boy punched the big guy on his jaw while he wasnt leaving hold of his neck.
He started searching for a weapon and found a pen with which he attacked the fatty on his eyes, the boy got a scar and started bleeding.
Then when the classroom pulled both of them apart the normal boy calmed down but the fatty in anger of having a scar on eyes pushed others aside and rushed to the boy.
And the boy being still held by others couldn't avoid him, the bully lifted his head up charging for a headbutt and hurt the boys nose then due to this a lot of blood spilled from the boys nose.
The boy was contemplating if he should kill the bully or just stop, if he killed the bully his life will take a great turn and he would be in jail. So he stopped. His only loss was a broken nose which he got many times, in life it was common to have a broken nose but killing a classmate wasn't.
The teachers suddenly rushed to the room while asking the boy what happend. He contemplated wether to tell them the truth or should he lie that it was a health problem.
He took a napkin and stopped the blood, and the boy was taken to the principal room where he slept after telling
The principal what happend.
After which he was sent to his home
His teacher dropped him home, his grandma asked him why he even got into a fight after he showed the injuries and the boy was contemplating wether they would belive him.
Then he got called to the principal office with his parents the next day.
When he said the truth, the principal blamed him for escalating the situation and fighting back, the boy ofcourse knew this would happen.
But his anger still surged couldn't he even defend himself
In this world.
From the moment he was born into this world he was kind, but this world keeps changing people from the inside, it breaks them and makes them.
There is both love and hate in this world.
But the boy never had love, what he had was hate and fun. Something which he liked was fun, something he didnt he had hate.
But what was love? he questioned himself.
He was introduced to hate with his brother, his hatred was born of jealousy and pride. The property was written to both equally he wanted it all, because it was his.
The elder should have the complete property of there parents.
His fun was born of nothing just like him.
What will love be born of? He questioned himself.
Will he ever find it?
The boys pov
I got suspended, what a great life i have, why should i even live my life? at home my father will scold me again, my brother will act cocky about it.
I wish I just had fun reading manga, novels. Watching funny reels, movies and animes. talking with people on social media.
But i was born in a society where people can't help but interfere with the other persons life, I hate society.
My strength was natural if I was born in a more warrior based society i would have good life, but it is also dangerous.
Why do people live, i didnt understand. I planned to kill and harm my brother so many times i wish i could do it even now.
Kill. Kill. Kill. This was the only thing in my mind. Why was life like this. As i entered my home i started climbing the stairs.
I slipped, i slipped many times in my life, but this would be fatal, there were too many stairs, this reminds me i had a dream of falling from stairs after i was pushed by someone in the back.
But i just slipped this time
I had many life threatening situations in life. But this was bad i hit my head on the stairs and my mind became fuzzy, my hands got dislocated as i fell my already damaged nose got broken completely my face was crushed.
After i hit the floor i was still alive.
Is this the end of my life, what a pitful existence i am. I wished my death had significance
I wish i lived a more fun life, my parents kept saying after u suffer now, you will live a fun life in future, i guess it would never happen, people only suffer.
Wether fiction or reality it is always the same.
I don't belive in god from when i was a child but in the middle of it i started beliving in him, because i had no hope, i needed someone to feel like i am not alone and that someoneloves me.
But i guess god doesn't exist.
Am i evil? at the end of my life i asked this question.
As i slowly felt sleepy, i lost consciousness
My eyes kept staring at the sun it was so bright but slowly darkness consumed me.
It was dark, i couldnt feel my body anymore, i didnt feel anything my body or emotions were gone, i felt as if i was fire.
I am burning in a cold void, is this the afterlife? I didnt belive in heaven or hell. I belived after i die i will either get reincarnated or just nothing.
My life it was a short one ending at 16. Then i just stayed in that place thinking of nothing but my life, i hated everything in the world except the entertainment.
I then felt weak and small all of a sudden as if i was in an egg, i felt there was an boundry to this void. If this was an egg, i guess i was reborn am i a bird? Will i have a tough life?.
Then with my hands i started beating the boundary it was hard extremly hard, i am a baby but i feel like i can crack it if i try its made of mud probably a pot.
I kept banging it with my hand and it broke, will i finally have a good life?
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Drop your power stones and keep this book in your library