Yaseen's POV
25th March, Wednesday
Same shit, different day. Welcome to another gruesome day in my amazingly gruesome life. Today I woke up late, spilled coffee on my notes and got detention. Detention for responding to my grumpy professor . I was just correcting his mistake.
WOW!
Some teachers are truly crappy.
Well now that I'm going home, I'm thinking again about my parents. Mom sitting on the same wheel chair like an alive corpse. My dad coming home with that same expression of not being able enough. And the absence of a loved one. Yes, a loved one. My brother. He was the most amazing person I have ever met. He died a month ago. We couldn't even find his body. The day he died, it was as if a blanket of curse was put on our family. Mom had a heart attack on hearing the news of his son's death. She survived but became paralysed. Dad spent all of his fortune to cure her but all in vain.
We went from rich to poor, from blessed to cursed, from lucky to unlucky. It was as if the tables were turned. Dad lost all of his money. I'm just waiting for death to capture me and end this misery.
Wow, I never thought I would say this.
The only thing that has kept me alive and has been pushing me forward is a small hope.
Maybe God has better plans.
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PertualanganWhat happens when a teenage boy discovers secrets about his family? Unknown worlds and unknown people who are after the treasure he possesses. Will he survive? Or give up into their traps?
