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There goes another one
"That's what you get for being...!"
"That's the consequent of your actions."
"Suck it up."
Your fault
Your fault
Your fault
It's my fault for deciding to not fight back to not make the matter worse. But boy even without my help. It did turn for the worst.
It's my fault for being so fed up with all the wrong doings that's I've been getting even without me doing anything.
'What are you even thinking dumbass?' 'You're all alone while they have a pack of morons backing them.'
It's my fault for avoiding them. Now, all their pent up frustrations in their search for me. Doubled the beating I have to get.
It's so unfair.
It's so unfair.
It's so unfair.
They have their governor of a parents. While, I only have a father who's an employee for their parents; Dad's mad at me because I got him fired. Not only I got a beating at school. I also received one at home.
My mom watches, as all of these unfold.
'I am your child dammit! Why aren't you doing anything?!'
Even my own sister denies that she's related to me.
I thought we're family?
Why?
Why?
Why?
In school the whole student body avoid me. Even my classmates that I thought to be my friends, helps in thrashing me with a broom stick. The school officials pretend as if nothings out of the ordinary. As if they can't see my badly bruised body and my uniform being covered with blood stains. As if they become deaf of my whimpering.
When I ask my perpetrator why he's doing all of these. He told me
"Get on your knees and beg. Then I'll tell you."
I got nothing more to lose. My supposed family and friends pretended they don't know me. I have no more pride to preserve because of all the tortures I've been through. My blood has soaked every floor and wall of this school. Every person that's been here and currently is in here saw me get beat to death yet you won't see any desire in their body movements to put a stop on it.
"Thank god, it's not me."
"What did even the kid do?"
"Shh! Somebody might hear you, stupid! You want to accompany him that bad?"
"What?! No! And it's probably the kid's fault anyway."
Humans are really disgusting hypocritical little shit. They pity from afar but they don't dare to get near. They offer their apologies while thanking the heavens they're not in the same situation. Even when they're fully capable to help. Why would they?
As I pushed my body to it's limit once again. I kowtow and begged. "Why?"
He laughed. Then proceed to kick me. I heard the satisfying crack of my ribs and knowing that it probably punctured my lungs. 'Finally, peace.'
"Nothing. Just thought it'll be fun. I was in search for a prey when you present yourself to me. Thank you for that by the way. It lessen my work."
He said while condescendingly smile at me. That mockery in his face and the laughter of his goons is the last thing that fills my senses. Then darkness.
© Bashful
"That's the consequent of your actions."
"Suck it up."
Your fault
Your fault
Your fault
It's my fault for deciding to not fight back to not make the matter worse. But boy even without my help. It did turn for the worst.
It's my fault for being so fed up with all the wrong doings that's I've been getting even without me doing anything.
'What are you even thinking dumbass?' 'You're all alone while they have a pack of morons backing them.'
It's my fault for avoiding them. Now, all their pent up frustrations in their search for me. Doubled the beating I have to get.
It's so unfair.
It's so unfair.
It's so unfair.
They have their governor of a parents. While, I only have a father who's an employee for their parents; Dad's mad at me because I got him fired. Not only I got a beating at school. I also received one at home.
My mom watches, as all of these unfold.
'I am your child dammit! Why aren't you doing anything?!'
Even my own sister denies that she's related to me.
I thought we're family?
Why?
Why?
Why?
In school the whole student body avoid me. Even my classmates that I thought to be my friends, helps in thrashing me with a broom stick. The school officials pretend as if nothings out of the ordinary. As if they can't see my badly bruised body and my uniform being covered with blood stains. As if they become deaf of my whimpering.
When I ask my perpetrator why he's doing all of these. He told me
"Get on your knees and beg. Then I'll tell you."
I got nothing more to lose. My supposed family and friends pretended they don't know me. I have no more pride to preserve because of all the tortures I've been through. My blood has soaked every floor and wall of this school. Every person that's been here and currently is in here saw me get beat to death yet you won't see any desire in their body movements to put a stop on it.
"Thank god, it's not me."
"What did even the kid do?"
"Shh! Somebody might hear you, stupid! You want to accompany him that bad?"
"What?! No! And it's probably the kid's fault anyway."
Humans are really disgusting hypocritical little shit. They pity from afar but they don't dare to get near. They offer their apologies while thanking the heavens they're not in the same situation. Even when they're fully capable to help. Why would they?
As I pushed my body to it's limit once again. I kowtow and begged. "Why?"
He laughed. Then proceed to kick me. I heard the satisfying crack of my ribs and knowing that it probably punctured my lungs. 'Finally, peace.'
"Nothing. Just thought it'll be fun. I was in search for a prey when you present yourself to me. Thank you for that by the way. It lessen my work."
He said while condescendingly smile at me. That mockery in his face and the laughter of his goons is the last thing that fills my senses. Then darkness.
© Bashful
