On this dark night, I was walking under this beautiful rain, but why, despite its beauty, am I not happy with it? Why do I feel like my heart is so darker than tonight? Muhammad went out to buy household needs from the market. He bought all the necessary necessities while walking this evening at ten o'clock. At night, Muhammad looked at a tree and found its leaves falling. The tree began to lose all its leaves until its veins became prominent. Muhammad looked at the tree, then looked at himself, and said: "Who is sadder among us? You, tree, or me, who does not know the meaning of happiness or peace of mind? At least you are sad in the fall and bloom and rejoice in the spring, but what about me? When will the spring come that I bloom in it and rejoice? Why is my whole life in autumn? All my leaves have fallen and I am left like this with nothing but my veins that are vibrant with life." Muhammad raised his head in this rain and all his clothes were wet, and he said: "Oh soul, why don't you change? When will the time of salvation come! Why do I look like a sheep waiting for a wolf to eat it? Why don't I become a wolf so I can catch sheep and live freely? No." I want power without freedom, like a lion. Rather, I want a little power with absolute freedom, much better than great power when you are chained like an animal that clowns in your secret." While Muhammad was talking to himself and walking on the road, he did not notice that he had reached his home. Muhammad arrived home, and his mother opened the door for him. The mother saw Muhammad's all wet clothes, and told him: "Why didn't you take an umbrella with you? Your whole body is wet, you might get sick. Come in quickly! Tomorrow is your first day of school, you should be prepared for that." Mohammed replied: "Okay, mom." Muhammad went up to his room, sat down, and said: "Fuck it tomorrow! My first day of school! I hate studying so much because of it. I get bullied every day and get beaten. Fuck it! I hate it." Muhammad, sad, changed his wet clothes. After changing his clothes, Muhammad went downstairs to have dinner with his mother and sister. Muhammad's mother, Juliana, and his sister, Laila, are 13 years old, and Muhammad is 15 years old. Muhammad sat down to eat dinner. The mother looked at him and said: "Son, tomorrow is your first day of school. You must prepare well in every way." Muhammad did not understand the mother's meaning. Why did she say "all aspects"? What does she mean by this? Laila said: "Brother, brother, eat this fattah! Open your mouth... Aam!" Muhammad looked at his mother and Laila and said: "You are the only happy thing in my life. In the midst of this darkness, you are my light that illuminates my path." After completing dinner, Muhammad went up to his room and slept directly in his bed, because his psychological state and anxiety had exhausted him greatly. Muhammad woke up early to prepare for the first day of school. He showered, changed his clothes, and went down to have breakfast. After everything was completed, Muhammad stood at the door and was very nervous, because he knew that he would be bullied if the students from last year studied with him. Muhammad was so afraid of them that he could not open the door. The mother called Muhammad, but he did not answer her. Then she called again and he didn't answer her either. Muhammad at that moment was so afraid and nervous that he did not hear his mother calling him. The mother walked around him and put her hand on his shoulder. Muhammad was surprised and moved away from her in fear. The mother replied: "Why are you so afraid? What is happening to you? Is there someone threatening or bullying you?" Muhammad replied: "No, there is nothing. I was only shy on my first day of school." The mother replied: "Okay, as you want. But know that your mother is always with you. No matter what happens to you." Muhammad smiled and said, "Thanks, Mama. Okay, I'm late. I'll go. Bye, Mama." The mother smiled and said, "Goodbye, son." When Muhammad turned to leave, the mother's features changed from a smile to extreme anger, and in her eyes there was a fire of anger as if she wanted to kill someone, because she knew that her son was being bullied, but he never came to tell her that he was being bullied, because he thought that it would worry her or bring She has more anxiety, and he doesn't want that. "Ah, son," said the mother, "if you had only asked for my help, I would have made them bow to you. But I trust you. You will overcome them alone, without even my help."