Day 2

Day two of this awful story. I hope it becomes more interesting with time? >_<

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The lonely boy woke up with a silver of light hitting his face. He covered his eyes with his hand and looked towards the curtain and covered the rest of the window so the light wouldn't get in. It shouldn't get in.

The boy gets off the bed and walks towards the computer and turns it on. The light of the screen flashes and he sees that he has gotten some mail. He clicks on the envelope-like icon and he sees a finely written response to his request.

It said, [Hello Mr. Hay, we, The Royal Academic University, have accepted your request to take part in our entrance exams. The entrance exam will be in two days. Please prepare.]

The boy sighs and begins looking through all of what he had studied before. The brain, birds, complex algorithms, poems, and etc.

As he is looking through it all he has a bored look in his eyes. But it is not because he thinks the material is boring at all but... he just already knows all of this. He remembers it all. Every. Single. Detail. He remembers every sentence, every word, and every letter.

When he is finally done he walks over to his fridge and opens it. He sees that there is only some water and three cucumbers. The boy sighs and takes one of the cucumbers and walks over to the kitchen counter.

Suddenly as soon as he took the knife pieces of cucumbers flew to one side of the cutting board that had magically appeared. It was like the knife was a godly weapon in his hand and confidence was clear in his eyes as well as a slight smile on his lips.

"Heh. Stupid cucumber, do you think that anything that you can do will stand against me and my knife?" The boy muttered quietly enough that it wouldn't be able to heard by anyone.

When he was done cutting the vegetable the boy walked over with the small plate of cucumbers to a very small table and sat down. He eating the vegetable without water or anything besides it.

But then his eye catches the front door. It was being opened but... no one else but him had a key? Then that means... a thief. He needs to hide. But where?

The boy looks around extremely calmly and then he walks towards a closet that was covered with blankets and dirty clothes. He opens the door of the closet and then he walks inside of it and closes it while being able to see out of a small hole in the closet door.

"Man, it sure stinks in here!" He heard a gruff voice say while he could imagine him holding his nose.

"Yeah. And look at all this garbage. Could there also be a dead body?" He heard a high pitched voice of a girl. Weird.

Soon he sees them as they enter his vision. He studies their faces and bodies. The gruff voiced man had dead eyes and is considerably ugly. The ugly man is also really fat.

The girl then shows herself. She has a coat as she looks around with her eyes as dead as the fat man. And he could also see... a knife on his leg. But the boy wasn't scared. He felt his heart and only felt a calm and steady beat. The boy clenched his teeth.

Why is he so calm? Why, why can't he just be normal? He wishes that he could just disappear and not have this ability of his. The boy just wants to be normal, average, an actual person who is loved...

And as the boy watched the people take his stuff he slowly fell asleep in this comfortable darkness. His breathing was steady even though there were people who could hurt him right outside of this closet. He wasn't scared, happy, or even sad...