Chapter 2 A helping hand

126 6 1
                                    

Lee Ping's POV
The day was always hell for me and people hate me or used me for their popularity or embarrassing me

to prove I'm useless I become depressed and pretty

much a loner I didn't really let people get too close to me anymore and I feel like my parents are lying to

me because I see them looking at pictures from 1992
And I was born in 1997 so I feel like I was crybaby

and replacement for their lost son and they loved him so much more than they did me so I decided

To go to the Forest to end my life and holding a piece of paper with the names they called me at school.

I grab my knife and cut myself and put it against my neck and I was gonna to do it until about someone

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

I grab my knife and cut myself and put it against my neck and I was gonna to do it until about someone

grabbing the paper I was trying to grab  it from the person wants it he was too strong not like I have any

strength in me at the moment then I felt someone had a hand on my
shoulder I can't speak at all and my tears are falling.

I got up and ran away I heard the person calling me back but I kept running I never turn back when I got

home and just rest in my room I kept thinking about the person who took that paper for me what did he

wanted to make fun of me or something if we cross paths again who knows I have a feeling that it won't

be the last time I see him at all I guess I'm like I can stop in or anything I didn't really feel like it anymore

I was the prank master which I didn't want people  to hate me even more I'm a loner most people use me call me

names so why do I bother with stuff like that I wonder what the day will bring me tomorrow.

To be continued....

The unexpected meeting Where stories live. Discover now