It was early July 1997; I was hospitalized of which I wasn't aware of what reason. I was awakened to a soothing sound, appearing a person beside me, sitting and humming calmly as I opened my eyes. There stood my mother, a person who always beside me through my vain, an unthinkable person who loved me always.
That's my problem, she always there with me not knowing of how I feel, she will be there, to make me ashamed of my doings, to find my mistakes, to gives me judgement with her presence, as I will not able to truly feel of being free of anything. Knowing of my consciousness, she struck me immediately, "what happened to you? Were you picking a fight in your first day in the high school?". There I remembered of what had occurred, I was bullied, extorted by senior in my first day, they swam over me after I decided to not give my lunch money to them and they forcibly take my money and threatened to give a pleasure for them to overrun me the next time they find me, and for that I answer "That, I don't remember" to my mother.
Before my mother able to give another of hers, a nurse came to my room, she gave a meal to me in which I will take it as disgusting, a bowl of oatmeal and look-alike a day-old banana. Knowing that my mother will starting another interrogation, I stopped her as I said, "drop it mom, It was my fault that I was falling down the stairs", "huh, it's weird that you weren't found in any of them stairs, dear" said her, as the nurse gave an undertaking look to us while leaving the room, "anyway, it's fine if you don't want to talk about it, I will be there for you if anything happened, also if you want to talk about it later on." She continued, "Of course mom, if anything but things I couldn't look after then I will have another word to give" said I. There, she is judging me with her loving side while giving me such feelings of protection that wouldn't protect me in any way from the bullies that whelm me over which I believe are the spoiled child of the high officials.
She gave me a sigh with a look of a devoured soul of a mother who sacrifices her child to the devil. "Have a good rest then, dear." as she stood, "I'll see you in the car, if you're feeling up to it" as she finished her words, she took my meal and throw it all to a bin just beside the exit door as she approached it. "You want some pasta? I'll cook". There she is, always for me, for god know how she can love me that much, I can never understand why. Packing up my stuff to my bag I ran ranting as I forgot of my well-being. "I will turn this sh*t up" I said to myself.
And thus, ended my first day of high school – yet it was just the beginning of devastating life of mine.
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Confined
Short StoryA story about a boy in his adolescence, right after he finished middle school. He's faced with a new environment in which he will not taken for granted. Struggle with him in his life, living through the end ties of freedom enticed with his will-powe...
