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Smite Torture
It was Tuesday, Nate was in his school. He’s studying 9th standard. That was science class their teacher was absent. So all the students just groovin the time with their friends by babbling. Nate uttering with his friend Alina. He urged, “Hey, I need your science classwork. can you give that?”. Suddenly, Alina shut his mouth by her classwork and replied, “Nate, how many times I told, don’t ask me. you can take the stuff from my bag because you have the rights, cause you’re my friend.” Nate grinned and took the note from his mouth. He whispered, “Okay, from now I’ll try.” he’s writing and he perched on the last bench alone. A boy came and rattled with him harshly, “Hey specs! Oh, our future Albert Einstein is here! Did you notice that?” Another boy uttered, “nope, he’s Newton of the 21st century." Nate asked, “What’s your problem?” hastily, that boy took Nate’s specs from his eyes and Nate whispered, “give my specs to me stupid!” he said, “Oh no, our Newton has some eyesight problem, what we gonna do, Our future is in blank space!” abruptly, that boy threw his specs on the floor and immediately, he clasped and wore it. Suddenly, The whole class goes ahead to smile by glancing at his one side shattered specs. He grabbed his stuff and walked out of his class.

He came home. The entire place was noiseless. His father perched on the sofa and murmured, “I can’t buy other specs to you anymore.” Nate stared at his father and replied, “I didn’t demand at all,” he uttered, “actually, you’re a misfit, do you know that?” Nate peeked down and replied, “I know that and I also knew what you gonna tell next, You’re not eligible to exist in this world!” he stared at his stepmother, she’s cooking and didn’t beg anything. His father mumbled, “yeah, you’re born to run. Nate began to weep, suddenly he ran to his room. He laid on the bed and his breath began to choke. His indelicate memories kick off him to cry so gravely. He murmured, “Why? What I did! Everyone is insulting me, there’s no one to ask me, "How are you or how was the day!” he cried a lot. Her stepmother came in and asked, "give your lunch box!" He got hurtful and asked, "Hey, are you mother? I'm in a crucial depression, you're begging for the lunch box! Huh! get out of my room.” Swiftly, his father came and meant, "mind your words, freak! then I knew how to treat you!" Nate began to sob and screamed, "When you two bloody evils die then only I can feel good! His father slapped him and spoke, “You know how your mom died, she’s futile as you, that’s why she hangs herself. I bought everything you wanted but now you’re raising your voice to me!

Nate screamed, “that’s right, totally right! But you godforsaken mess, you gave me everything I wanted but there’s no one for me, did you ask how’s the school going or about my hobby! you married nasty women, she’s not grasping care of me." His father whispered, “Why your mom died, that’s why I get her because your mom is a madwoman.” Nate screamed, “No she wasn’t dead, you tortured her like how you’re behaving to me, that’s why she hangs herself due to your merciless cruel words like that now, you’re attempting to murder me.” His father blared, “Yeah, go and suicide yourself as your mother did!” Nate stopped to scream and his father went out of his room. Immediately, Nate gets to his father’s room and took his entire tablet, and keeps it inside his pocket. He rushed towards his favorite place, that’s a grassland which is found near the outskirts of town.

He sat on the grassland and mumbled as alone, “sometimes, I feel like I'm a stone but I can't refuse the truth, people are just hurting me. What did I do? Is it my fault? or I'd be born as a human, is it the sin I did?" Suddenly, He took his father's pills from his pocket, consumed 12 to 15 tablets, and lay down in the pebble. "I hate myself, I don't like to live at all because there's no one for me in this world. Now, I can feel how my mom felt. I’m coming to you, mom.” He begins to suffocate and the body gets frosted, finally, he suicides in that place by the overdose of tablets…..


If a child or a teen suicide by themselves, it's not their fault, and also you're not the suspect but we are the killers…….

“A delicate word is enough to cure, instead of a venom knife”

©𝚔𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚗 𝙰𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚢