Wish - II

Part 02

All my life I grew up in that kind of surroundings. I always dream about the past until I get used to it. It even made me numb and cold towards life. I can’t even have any peaceful time in my life because in my dreams my cruel past still haunts me.

And everywhere I go even in my student life my past haunts me through the people around me.

[Flashback]

I’m already in the sophomore days of my senior secondary school. I’m an outcast as always no one dares to come near me because of all the rumors that  spread in the middle of my freshmen days.

“He’s a delinquent.”

“He always goes to school with bruises in his face.”

“They said that he already killed someone back when he was in primary school.”

“Really?? A kid can do that? Unbelievable.”

“So he’s dangerous to be around.”

“A classmate of his in the lower secondary school said that he beat up almost all of the delinquents in there just because they were pissing him off.”

“He’s really bad news, we need to stay away from him.”

They all murmured and whispered as I walked past the hallway. Most of the story was all just rumors but some are true. I don’t mind hearing those things anymore, as long as they do not approach and disturb my quiet time at school that’s enough for me.

I forgive them since they don’t know anything about me and what I’ve been through.

[End of Flashback]

I don’t want to meddle to some certain things that I might regret that will make me blame myself again. It's hard to fight the things that you can’t even see. They’ll just ruin your mind, those voices I can only hear them but can’t make them go away.

I even thought of doing suicide but every time I do that I always see my grandparents pleading face, pleading me not to do it. And my mom’s smile reminded me to keep living for her sake, because she gave her life to me that’s why she’s not here anymore.

I touched my lips as I felt pain coming from it. I got up and walked into the bathroom to fix myself. I faced the mirror and saw bruises and wounds on my face.

He got so drunk that he beat me so badly. I wash myself and threaten all my wounds before going to bed.

As I was laying on the bed I remember the seven wishes. I sat down and peeked at the window and stared at the night sky. I checked the time it's still 11:50 pm, I still have 10 minutes to say my wish on the last day. I clenched my hands and counted.

“One, two, three, four, five, six and seven.” I counted and after the seventh star I stated my wish.

“I want to die.” I said as I peered at the night sky.

Then I closed my eyes.

I suddenly heard a loud bang outside my room, then the door opened and saw my father awake. Wobbling with a bottle of beer in his hand. He sipped once more and threw the bottle of beer. He then grabbed my collar and started to punch me in the face.

“S-stop.” I pleaded because I thought I was gonna die.

Is this how my wish would be fulfilled? I should have wished for a painless death, where I could just instantly die.

Then everything went black.

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