My life was like living in hell. My father went missing or maybe just died and end up living in a small house with my mother and sister. A twelve grade that always get bullied to school ever since i transfered because i came from a poor family.
I always do my best in studying but that bullies always getting on my way and i started failing on my study. I started to have a anxiety and trauma, thinking that im useless to everyone.
SCHOOL at 6Pm/night
My subject teacher ask me to bring the hoes in the rooftop. As i reached there, i put it besides the broken chairs and tables. I stayed there to have a peace of mind, i heard a group of people going up from the stairs and its the group of bullies-they saw me and they start making fun at me. One of them punch me so my eye glasses flew away so i punch him back without hesitation.
"Broo he fought back." He laugh at the sametime shocked on what i did.
"That was a nice throw bro." He said while touching his red cheek were punched.
I fought back because i couldn't take it anymore, im a good person but why people around me is threatening me like this. They were shocked to what i did to one of them but they continued punching and kicking me, i covered my head lying on the floor and my eye glasses is broken. And they stopped... i think they're pissed off now.
"If you did that again next time, i will kill you." He smirked.
"Guys lets go home im tired of facing this weakling." He said as they started to laugh.
After i hear does words, out of frustration i climb up to edge of the rooftop.
"I THINK YOU CAN'T TO DO IT YOU IDIOTS!" I shouted.
They look back at me and saw me sitting on the edge. Im about to jump to kill myself but-
"What did you just say!?" He is angry and run towards me pushed me without thinking.
And found myself falling from the rooftop of the school building.
I think this is really now the end of my suffering-i can rest now. I smiled and closed my eyes. But- when i open my eyes and saw my mom and sister crying. Im standing infront of my own funeral.
Im really dead now? Why i have to see everything after i died?
"Stop questioning yourself kid." A guy said while looking at me.
He is standing beside me and wearing all black formal suit he looks like around his 20s and he is kind a tall like 1'8 cm.
"What... im doing here? Im already dead?" I said with sad voice and look confused.
"Your already dead kid but i dont want you to die in does kind of simple consequences." He said.
What the heck is he saying?
"You're Li Haro, right?" he ask.
"Yes." I nodded.
"I have something to tell you." he crossed his arm over his chest.
"What is it?" i furrowed my eyebrows.
"Mind if we talk about it outside?" he ask as i nodded.
"Do people can see us?" i ask him while we were walking out to the funeral hall.
I stop walking when i saw a girl on front of the building, wearing black dress and light make up with a teary eyes, hugging a small black notebook.
It was Sam my childhood bestfriend and the person that i love the most, she is beautiful as ever. Its seems my mother gives my journal to her.
"Its nice to see you, Sam." I smiled as my tears starts to flow.
I was happy that i saw her after all the times that she ignores me i know that she have her reasons and i dont want her to get involve from does bullies, besides her family status is diffirent to mine. Her family is rich while im not.
"They cant see or hear us. Stop crying kid... she must be your girlfriend, huh?" he took a glance to Sam. but confused.
"No, she's my best friend." i exclaimed as i wiped my tears.
"But the way you look at her... it seems... diffirent." he chuckled.
"Just tell me what you want to tell me, ok?" I look at him crossing my arms over my chest.
"Your changing the topic kid." he chuckled.
As we continued walking we found a bench near at the building and sitted.
"Your father is still alive. If you want to change you life or have a suitable life, you have to find him." he said. looking at me.
But i dont want to depend on my father to change my life, i want to change myself and how people threat me thats the first thing i must do.
"By the way do you know the real name of your father?" he asked.
"No, i only calling him dad and... i was only 5 years old when he left us."
"That makes sense." he nodded.
"But how about your mother did she tell something about your father?" furrowing his eyebrows.
"No, she didnt mention anything about dad, she is only focused on taking care of me and my sister." i shook my head.
"Ok i understand that kind of situation." he nodded. "The name of your father is Eric, Eric.Kang."
"Do you know him?" i curiously asked him.
"Of course-i know him very much." he paused and smiled but i saw the sadness in his eyes.
"By the way you might meet me when you found your father." he started making me confused.
"Kid... im sending you now... to your past..."
"I hope you will accomplished it" he smiled.
After he said that, everything become so bright i couldnt see anything that makes my eyes closed.
SORRY FOR THE WRONG SPELLING AND GRAMMARS. THIS IS THE FIRST STORY THAT I WROTE, HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND😊
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