Throughout my life, as I knew it my life had always been monotonous, I always read got good grades, and tried my best to become a good child.
I never made friends not in elementary nor junior school even high school I was always alone, I ate lunch alone during breaks I was always in a library.
I never stood out in class as I always did my best to remain like a shadow to the rest but deep inside me I knew better.
I wanted fame, respect, and power, I wanted to be looked at as an idol whom others feared but that was but a dream.
Even though I kept to myself and never stood out it didn't stop me from being bullied by the others as it even made it worse.
Almost every day I came back with a swollen eye a broken leg and a burnt palm.
Still, I never gave up and endured every bit of torture that I received from everyone well that was until today.
I was hit by a truck driver who mistakenly hit me while trying to avoid hitting a bird.
How ridiculous could that possibly be?
Currently, I was lying on the cold and wet floor with my blood gushing out from various parts of my body.
I knew that there wasn't any hope for me and I could feel it as my consciousness was slowly fading.
At least I finally got to leave this boring life, all I could hope for was a better next life.
"I must achieve it..." I mumbled as I raised my arm in an attempt to grasp a floating light but I then lost consciousness
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