Life of a Useless Normboy

Prologue (3)

The ice couldn't handle our weight and broke.

We fell through the ice. The pain cold water struck every nerve in my body.

My body suddenly became tense, but I still had my instincts.

I quickly grabbed the nearest ice piece and pulled up myself as hard as I can.

I could still feel the coldness in my body. It was like having hypothermia.

My clothes were drenched with icy cold water...

I suddenly remembered my little brother was in the water.

I quickly looked down into the hole of death we created.

Drowning is quiet, their movements are subtle, they rarely make any noise at all.

I could see my brother's hand peeking out through the darkness....

The water above was spiraling as his hand began to disappear....

He didn't make it....

My mind was blank....I couldn't think of anything..

( I've killed my brother? )

I heard my mom and dad at the back of my head, screaming and shouting....

That was the day I started having ageusia.

That was the day I went to a courtroom for the first time.

That was the day my father left us.

That was the day my friends at school started to avoid me.

That was the day I didn't want to remember.

"Ahhhh!!!!"

My body fell onto the wet bathroom floor.

...Ah

( I've regained consciousness. )

I crawled up and looked at my wet shirt. In doing so I saw the floor was wet and slippery with a few stains of blood.

It smelled like a metallic tang, like a light rusted iron.

I suddenly had an urge to vomit. I turned around dipped my head below the toilet bowl.

Liquid acid began oozing out of my mouth. I could feel the burning aqueous flowing through my esophagus.

I felt better after vomiting. My head became clearer.

I wiped my mouth with my hand and went out of the toilet...

As I walked through the corridor, the past slowly consumes me. Which I had neglected for a long time.

I refused to accept reality for such a long time.

I felt my body getting weaker, and fell onto the ground.

Tears welled up in my eyes. The emotions went back to me. I felt my throat closing up. It was like I was struggling to swallow a still-beating heart.

How did I manage to live through this? I was amazed by myself.

I knew it wasn't my fault but my guilty heart said I was in the wrong. I should have contained my anger...I shouldn't have pushed him like that....

If I didn't grab him like that...I would still have a family....

Regret passing through my head here and there. It became a black-lined tumbleweed in my head, strangling my thoughts...

I slowly stood back up. My shoelaces were loose, so I tied them.