Prologue

Summer was the best time of the year to sleep in all day. No alarms to sleep through. No obligations to wake up for. Nothing could take me away from my precious sleep. When I'm not playing video games or reading books, I resorted to the sanctuary known as my bed. I can go for a whole week without leaving my mattress of solitude. It was one sacred tradition of my summer life, whether I go dream or enjoy the comfort of my own bed.

zzz…

I never want to leave this bed. But there was always something to forget about. It was just the one problem about summer. When all I ever do is sleep, I forget to look after myself. I could sleep in for a few days with no problem. But it got harder to get out of bed after each time. I just have to try crawling myself out of bed. Huh? My body refused to respond. Come on, we got a mouth to feed.

After a whole three hours resting on my bed, I successfully got up. As I walked to my kitchen, I passed by my dusty bookshelf. I should go clean this place before I get back to sleep. It has been a while since I have done anything this summer.

"Damn… That was my last one." I thought out loud.

I looked inside the empty cupboard in hopes to find something. Nothing. This was all that I have left. I really did eat up all my food for the month. I thought I had bought enough to eat so I would not have to leave anytime soon.

The least I can do now is clean it all up. So I picked up all my trash and filled up the garbage bin to the brim and wipe all the dust around my room. It took a while but now my room is nice and clean.

But a clean room isn't what I need. It was food. My stomach had been growling all morning. You would expect me to go out there and buy some food. Ha, I wasted all the money on microtransactions for some stupid game. You'd expect me to go out there and get a job. It would be a waste of time. There are other people out there. Well, that's the thing, there are people out there. Human beings can be kind and cruel. It's a harsh world out there. Why would I want to bother dealing with them?

This is my life the way I want it. Just sitting alone in my tiny one room apartment. Some people work hard to survive. Maybe it allows them to live their lives the way they want without worrying about feeding themselves. Sometimes they might start a family or enjoy spending time with their friends. These things don't apply to me. I have everything I need in this apartment. I can do whatever I want in the comfort in my room. I don't care what I am doing. Anything that caught my interest kept me busy. It helps me keep my mind off things.

I hop on my computer and went on my usual routine.

Click Click Click Click.

I wonder how the weather is outside. Then again, it shouldn't matter. I would say to myself that I'm only minding my own business. But I would just be lying to myself. If I wasn't, I wouldn't have my stomach bothering me. I'll deal with it another day. And if I starve, then I'll worry about it until then.

I don't care what happens to me really. If I end up dying then whatever. I'm barely pulling myself through each day. There is always a tomorrow to worry about. Why do I even bother.. to continue…

THUD.

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My body shivered. Every part of myself went numb. There was only darkness left. The last thing I can remember was that I was watching some stupid viral videos on the internet. My stomach hurts and my head is aching. But then I passed out.

Oh. I'm dead.