My first year of elementary school. Started rough. Because i didn't knew the language yet. classmates tried to communicate with me, no matter how much they tried, they coudn't understand me. Later that week, they just gave up. They started ignoring me, it looked like i was a nuisance. I tried to communicate with them, they kept laughing when i tried. One day i was approached by someone named Edin, he accepted me for who i was and where i came from. We became best friends, he even invited me to come over to his house. I've never been so happy before. After the 4th grade he changed drastically, he became popular with other people in my class, he threw me away like trash and started ignoring me... during the breaks i spend most of the time in the back of the schoolyards.
One day Edin decided to go to the back of the schoolyard with his friends. Everyone started laughing at me because i was lonely, they started throwing rocks at me. I got mad and threw one back, i accidently hitted Edin in his face. He started to bleed, he soon realises that and got furious. He Grabbed a branch and he slowly walked towards me. I got scared real scared, i didn't mean to hit him with that rock. I saw blood dripping of his face. I saw the look in his eyes. He held his branch very firmly, he started to swing the branch towards my face and hitted me with the sharp end of the branch. He kept swinging and swinging until he got out of breath. I got one huge scar left on my face that is still visible to this day. Everytime when i look in the mirror it reminds me of that. The day when i lost my first friend.
End of Chapter 2
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the true meaning of Loneliness
Short StoryThis story is about how i grew up in life. i want to share my story with the rest of the world. everything that you're about to read is based on a real story. My story. I didn't grew up like the others. i know my pain isn't comparable with the kids...
