"Elij—"

(If only there was a way to Escape Reality. . . )

"Elijah!"

I snapped out of my Daydreaming as I heard my name called out. Turning away from the window, I saw my teacher glaring daggers at me. "Kindly stand up and answer the question on the board"

I let out a sigh before standing up as I made my way to the board in front of us students. The eyes inside the classroom was all upon me as I grab the chalk and wrote the answer to the question that was written on the board. Just before I could finish writing the answer, the bell rang marking the end of the final subject of the day.

"That's all for today class, don't forget to bring your textbooks tomorrow because we will be having an Oral Recitation about the Circulatory system"

A Cacophony of noise ran rampant after the teacher left the classroom. I bet they were all excited to go home, if only I was the same as them. Letting out a sigh, I took my textbook on the table and placed it inside my bag before making my way outside the classroom. After a brief moment of walking I was finally able to go outside the school, not that I was excited to leave though. Walking my way home, I was then again lost in thought. My name is Elijah, I don't really consider myself an average teenager on his puberty, my looks are slightly above average and I could claim that I'm wiser than an average teen regardless of my low grades, I just can't see any reason why I should even thrive to make my parents proud of me. After a few moments of walking my house was already in sight, I could already hear inaudible shouts from afar coming from inside, a normal teenager would probably be surprised or worried, I wasn't. My Everyday life has been a Monotony of hearing my parents Argue and sometimes even go further physically. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door to our house, their eyes was fixated on me but I avoided the slightest of eye contact and went to my room directly. I took off my shoes and immediately jumped to my bed and buried my face in the pillow without even changing. This kind of thing has been a common component to my life and yet I couldn't stop my tears from falling. "Why. . .why does it have to be like this. . ."

After what seemed to be hours of staying in the same position, I realized I fell asleep. I looked up to the clock that was nailed on the wall to see what time was it already. "It's already 9 huh. . . .they didn't even bother to wake me up for dinner" I let out a sigh as I stared on the ceiling for a moment. "So this how is how my life will be until I graduate and go to college. . . ." I turned my head and stared at the huge amount of paper stapled together. It was the Novel I've been writing whenever my parents confiscated my phone, they're accusing my only source of happiness to my low grades in school without even having a slight hint that they're the reason why, if only I had the guts to tell them the truth. I've reached the level of emotional apathy wherein I wouldn't even cry in front of their graves, I'm indeed insensitive but they're no better than me, They think I'm completely fine since I was physically healthy and disregarded my mental health. They're completely ignorant of the fact that one's Mental health is just as important, after all, no physical pain has ever caused someone to commit suicide. Hardening myself was only way to cope up with this life, the two of them barely had time for me ever since I was a kid, I was left with a maid that I could confidently say felt like a more of a parent figure to me than my own parents. Just after I realized that I was prone to depression, I became an Avid Reader of Fantasy novels I've downloaded in my Phone. I didn't ask my parents to buy me a book to avoid any more Trivial expenses. Realizing I was completely lost in my thoughts, I snapped out of it as I took the novel I've written poorly and hugged it like it was the most precious thing in the world. Tears then again flowed down on my cheeks, I stayed in this position to what seemed like an hour as the feeling of drowsiness crept in. (If only there was a way to Escape this Godforsaken Reality. . .) After I spoke these words inside my head, I saw what seemed to be lights twinkling outside my closed eyes as I completely fell asleep. My body slowly immaterialized into letters as it got sucked inside the stapled papers I was hugging dearly.