The time is already afternoon I'm currently at school the bell rung ending the time for school, one student approach that seems to be Tony and then he ask me this.

" Hey Norman you going home?? "

" Yes Tony, I'll be heading home right now "

" Wanna go together "

" No need to go together "

" Alright see you at school tomorrow "

My name is Norman I am a student I always show my happy side to everyone smiling and trying to make a fool of myself to make them laugh, but I feel like I am always wearing a mask to hide my true self from the world, A mask that shows only happiness hiding beneath the sorrow and suffering I always had it feels like my heart ache whenever I pretend to show these fake emotions.

It seems that I never feel real happiness only this fakes ones I do, I don't know why my heart ache whenever I do this fake emotions.

" Dad I'm home "

" Go fetch me some beer, you useless son of mine "

My father became an alcholic since the death of my mother when I was still little, he always let out his anger to me.

" But dad the doctor said that you should stop drinking alcohol for your own good "

A empty glass beer passes above my head and then hits the wall breaking to pieces

" JUST DO IT YOU USELESS CHILD!!! "

I went to the convenience to buy my father the beer he wanted, I feel really tired maybe its because I didn't rest enough.

I got home give my father the beer he wanted, I then proceed to my room and use the computer to search up novels.

Novels are the one thing that keep me going from this harsh world of mine it makes me let out my real emotions from happiness to despair.

I started to read more and more fantasy novels it feels like I am escaping from this world and heading towards to the world of the novels, but I always needed to go back to the harsh reality of life whenever those novels ends.

I always wanted to go to a fantasy like world where I can venture out and explore the whole world, Its a dream of mine to go to this kind of world where I can fight with swords and magic but it is just a dream a foolish dream perhaps for there is no such thing as a world with magic, I always have to face this harsh reality of mine.

" USELESS SON BUY ME MORE BEER WILL YAH "

The harsh reality I was talking about hits back to me, I feel kinda weak for not resting immediately, maybe I should lessen my time with the novels and more at sleep.

" Yes father I shall do what you want "

I once again went to the convenience store its a bit more dark now and I feel weak.

I was walking when I saw a light that is getting brighter by the moment I can't feel my legs.

*Bam

I can't feel my body now I look around I see blood is it my blood? my vision getting blurry, guess this is the end for this life of mine.