I was a ordinary teenage boy like every other boy is going through his teenage years.

My name was Carl wesker.

My parents were also good people.

My father was a police officer , he demanded discipline and also gave me martial art traing for self defense.

My mother was a house wife. She loved me and father dearly.

I liked to play around with my friends and go partying . Mess around with others in the school.

Annoy my teachers and play pranks on them.

Like one time I stick glue to the chair of my homeroom teacher and when she sat on it, her clothes was stuck to chair when tried to stand it tore the clothes and hah! .

Her undies were clearly in view it was of pink 💕 color.

I couldn't forget that day 🤣🤣

It was awesome 👍 but also terrifying my parents were very mad at me.

So they grounded me for a month.

Alas it was fun.

All in all I had a good life.

I also had a good memory ever since I was a little boy. Quite a good intuition too.

And according to my teacher I was a smart boy . Also had a unique perspective to life.

I was also fond of various comics, novels and manga.

You know I would have read every novel there is to read. Good, bad or worse .

Sometimes stories would be stopped halfway and that was not good.

This was my take on life.

Life was good but as every good thing it must also come to an end.

It was an ordinary day like every other day when something happened that I wouldn't ever thought.

I was in my class messing with my friends.

When principal called me to his office and I was puzzled.

So when I arrived In the office and saw the solemn faces then I thought ' something must have happened ' my suspicion was corrected when my teacher was there as well.

He informed that my father need me and an accident has happened and me to hurry up.

When I got to the hospital there was stretchers with injured people everwhere and hospital staff and doctors shouting.

When I saw my mom with disheveled hair and with worry visible on her face.

When I got to her she hugged me and started to console me.

My father colleagues told me father was on duty when a call about smuggling shipment was tipped. My father got to the location Videsh colleagues and the smugglers for alerted and started firing and loading the truck tried to flee but father chased. In the chase bullet was shot at the tyres because of which the car toppled and the father's injured.

After some time reinforcements arrived but my father has lost much blood.

He was immediately taken to the hospital

The doctor said ' "the chances are low for survival,".