This is a story taken from the Authors Experience, his childhood and traumas are written here and summarized
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The boy was 5 years old just like any other kid he played and did what would a kid his age would do BUT as he grew older (somewhere around 10?) he went through his first hardship it all began when the owner of the land he lived wanted to build a wall surrounding the house (three houses were mushed together) and to build the wall the owner had to destroy their treehouse and the spot they use to play billiard was in the area where the walls were built, the boy's neighbors were displeased of the wall but a wall will always be a wall when you hit a wall it will not feel anything the boy's neighbors knows that and directed their displeasure towards the people that built a wall BUT they didn't know who built the wall however they do know who was inside the wall and that was the Boy, the following day he was about to play badminton with his friends as they were playing the older kids made fun of them, disturbing them while they were playing, calling them names that went on for weeks the boy who was ignorant of why he was being bulied sufered from depresion he wasn't able to sleep for the days the he was bulied well of course he didin't let his parents know so he pretended to sleep BUT one night he woke up but could not move nor make a sound and there was something that was ontop of the boy's chest making it harder to breath the boy gasps for air while trying his best to move and utter the world help but to no avail, the boy was lying in bed suffuring for who knows how long, the boy gave up on struguling and just waited for IT to leave his chest, the boy did not know how long it lasted but thankfully the boy was able to move, breath, and speak. unable to process what happened to him he, cried silently until sunrise. morning came and the boy acted normal in front of his parents smiled and laughed as if nothing happened the boy did not want to worry his parents he hides his suffering with a bright smile.