It was the worst day of my life. I felt sad, angry and not worthy...
My parents who were supposed to cheer me up at that crucial moment just said "We don't care anyways" in such a cold tone.
My feets were running towards nothing, they were just running...my eyes won't stop crying and it's good that it was raining that way no one can see my tears...
I suddenly stopped near a bus stop and started to break down while remembering the things of the morning, my teacher said "I am the dumbest child she's ever seen" "Even a 5 year old could have passed"
I still remember my classmates looks, It felt like I am an outcast...
I didn't know where to go. To my parents? They don't care. To my friends? I don't have any. I was just sitting at the bus stop. Hoping maybe there could come a bus which would come to take me back to my destination. But to no one's surprise, that kind of bus doesn't exist.
Just then, I saw two men Talking or maybe Bullying a another men, Both the persons were talking to him in such a rude manner I couldn't help but remember my past...
"You are a dummy" "Such a fragile person you are" "You aren't worthy of anything" " you are Just another person on this planet who shouldn't dare to compete with us"
Maybe they were right, I don't deserve to... What could I have done to help that men..? I don't deserve to...
I left that place ignoring everything and reached a park. I sat there while just thinking "What have I done to my life?" "How did I ended up here?"
I didn't even had answer to those questions, I just knew I am here. Maybe, the nature was trying to console me, that's why the winds were blowing so gently even though it was raining very hard. As if someone was hugging and telling me "It's okay, I am with you" I wished someone could have actually said those words to me.
After some while, I noticed someone was staring at me, It wasn't any bad person or anything. It was a kid shivering in rain without an umbrella. He seemed homeless. I couldn't help but repeat what the lady with a gentle smile has done with me. Giving the umbrella. I gave him that umbrella saying "It's okay".
Just when left the park, On the road I got a call,
"We are sorry"
"We are really sorry, We just got a call from you teacher, she said you are often bullied in school"
"We didn't knew you were going through such a hard time"
What is this situation? My parents who never ever apologised to me for everything they have done to me are suddenly saying sorry....
and before I could say a word, God maybe wanted to punish me to always live in the frustration of not answering those apologises.
and I saw a big light flashing in front of me and before I could do anything, I was hit by a truck.
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