I Guess, I am the Protagonist Now. It Feels, unusual that, words I am writing itself is Me.
I am Feeling a bit Lost on How to start. I am Kind of Feeling Nervous, Cause i am running Low on Time. Usually I just Get to point, but this ain't like the usual ones. I want it, to have a different writing style, One that reflect to My Way of Thinking. Which could be Quite Absurd, Because it includes, My native Language and my regional Language. Which are have their Differences, from English.
Just for information, I am shattering a lot while Thinking, I don't know if, it is Even Possible but, it feels Like it. If I tried to put my thoughts on, it could be, Very absurd it might be hard to understand and Have A bad Grammer, Cause Usually I free my English from locks of Grammar
I shouldn't waste more Time and Start from Anything I find.
Let's keep Things Normal and Start with A usual Day of Mine.
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I slowly opened my eyes, Blinking few Times, before my vision became clear. It is the usual started of Any Protagonist, waking up from a deep slumber, this way to begin the New Dawn, doesn't only limits to Protagonists but also, too Every Being Which closes it's eyes, In times when sun hides itself. Back to me, it was a EveryDay Start, For me.
(AS I HAVE ALREADY MENTIONED, BEFORE GOING OFF TOPIC AFTER A LITERAL SINGLE SENTENSE)
My Eyes had a Habit of Randomly Waking up, After all they aint like my alarm, which perfectly Rings at 5:55 just to get Snoozed. I just sleep for 5 more mins, till its 6 or that's what I think, Cause the next time my eyes got chance, to again escape from the darkness it only show, a clock where, the small hand, which isn't a small hand, was at 8. Sigh... classic Way of getting late to school.
But Lucky Me, My School starts at 9, so, I can make it in time. I made my steps out of my bed, a simple step that takes a lot of effort and willpower.
That, soft pillow on your head, With a little warmth right at where your face is, blanket providing a comfortable temperature. Your mind still having that foggy effect on. In the moment laziness being the only emotion in you. Who wants to leave that? Like it's so hard to fall asleep at night, while it becomes, a boss fight with a beginner level gear, to get off bed at morning.
Speeding the pace of the story, i quickly freshened up, took a quick shower, though the weather was still cool, mornings got that feel, comparable to eating a mouth freshener.
But Little cold, can't stop me, after all i was born in a place where the temperature was often around 44°
Nah it didn't helped, it was 44° Celsius not Fahrenheit...
Yep i live in a oven, you could die from staying in sunlight for few hours. It was Extreme heat warning zone.
But, it isn't like Temperature is always burning, even Ovens are Off sometimes.
Today's weather was Fine, It was time of Monsoon, rain might accompany my day any time. Weather was mix of soft light from sun and humid air which was result of yesterday's rainfall.
I found myself grateful for that, I didn't wanted to go school in harsh weather after all. Not going to lie, I wouldn't want to go there even if weather was nice.
Now, I was standing right in front of the place I most despised. At this place our Rights got violeted, our dreams get crushed, Our childhood turns into a endless cycle of due dates.
It was a Prison, and we pay for it. Even government uses, taxes better than this jail. They are using our money to violate our Rights, In this Place we got 5% human Rights.
