1 Reminiscent of myself

It was the casual day as always, waking up early as if it was in chronological manner...

It was another morning... just like that...

It made me think of why am I still waking up in the morning

You are to wake up early, only to do things in daily basis before going back to sleeping again, then only to do the same thing tomorrow...

hah... *sigh*

I pack up fast enough and proceed to school...

I feel a little dried up as always, there's no thrill and such..., only boring chatter and a few snacks..., something a regular person would do almost everytime, and thats exactly the only thing waiting for me at the school

I wonder why I feel like this...

I do in fact have friends in school, or rather we all are quite close enough as classmates, Jokes here and there... some pranks and being all mischievous most of the time... it was quite something if I say so myself

However it always ends once the school is over, I know quite this much, and yeah... I think they have some matters themselves, but I dont intend to pry on it any deeper...

I was the quiet type at school, or rather the 2nd most quiet person in the room... after someone

People tend to just let me alone in the corner, it was also a part of me that I really know well..., I often stay eerily quiet once im interested on something that im doing... was it dead silent? just to explain it further, im actually the type of person that "chats well but talk less..."

The daily school routine only consist of only 4 subjects ... mainly stuffs that are related to our course, and its no biggie since im on the Mischievous 'Using phone on class' side... well the talkative, the own world, and the teacher this teacher that types are a different matter

I was your typical 'emo' High School Male Student that you might actually pretty much tell just by explanations

Ah... the school starts at 10am and ends on 5pm...

its just that I do more or less eat and entertain myself on the stray WiFi connection on the terminal that i happen to acquire the password off... that I go home at 7pm

The school ended up with me literally finishing reading a Certain Novel that happen to pique my interest, at most occasion ill be reading Mangas or browse up on the Online market...

But this time it was a little different, at most i will be sleeping at class or breaks, due to 'I slept late like always, cuz I did something' ... a little tired at that... and had the tendency to actually doze off even when im desperately trying to fight the urge... 'what can I do?, It was the teacher's voice that is troublesome, cuz its making me fall asleep!'

Hah..., however this time its not just the everytime thing..., right now I feel a little uncomfortable...

The feeling of something depressing welling up inside me, as if trying to overlap my already depressed self...

I proceed to the front gate, and then started calling out a public transport so that i can go back home, it was like in the terminal, however...

Just as I was in a daze for a moment, thinking at the uncomfortable feeling inside me...

A sudden sound as if breaking a glass was heard, which then brought me back to reality...

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I turn over to it almost instinctively brought by the sudden loud sound, only to to spot a long metal rod, or was it, heading my way...,

no wait, there's actually a bunch of 'em heading to me...

"Oh shi---" giving no time for me to react, a sudden point blank hit

Im pretty much lucky enough to spat a word

I was hit in the most grotesque way possible, giving shame to the BBQ and Javelin sports Athletes, with one to note at the neck

Ah, I've now lost everything that I had,

I even lost my life,

Yet I feel like there's not much of a change,

Hmm, A sudden pieces of memories began flashing in my mind, They mentioned this phenomena that happens as brain's last response, was it a parting gift of body to soul?

if ever souls exist, would I turn into ghost then?

It was it a little more vivid than I expected, was it because i tend to doze off and imagine things, that even imaginary things move as if almost animated?

The Memories if i remember, no- there are some that are buried way too deep in my brain,

as if engrained deep within, it was a little reminiscent of my whole life in process...

When I was born to this world, I was just a regular baby, My parents went out to Abroad, and I was left alone with a caretaker, I was simple like that

As I've grown up my preschool, I did pretty much satisfactory, it was when i felt emotions of both Embarrassing and Shame

On my 1st Grade, Ive have felt the Insecurity, and having lost the momentum, ive dropped out on that same school, then by next year, head to another school for my second 1st year, only to witness various types of bullying and eventually fall to it myself

On my road till grade 4, I've already got the idea of 'male and female relationship' due to influence, and my curiosity

Then the road till grade 8 I got to witness that very same relationship form, It was then that I went and seek some knowledge about it, and somehow due to curiosity got the idea of First crush, which then fall to 'First Crush always Fails, Yet it opens and teach you the real meaning of Love' sort of thing

I was a cheerful type along the way, Yet as I broaden my knowledge about the basic of life, Ive started to feel 'getting used to it', which then leads to my last junior highschool till senior high school kind of dull life...

Then eventually the last and most vivid image of before I died...

Ah, now that I think of it, aren't those steel rods? the one used on a construction site? those metal things that are used as the main framework and skeleton that assists concrete blocks, I often see them tied down on trucks

Did that truck hit something?, like a car for it to loose its tie and eventually throw themselves off due to momentum? it wasnt clear for the most part, like a blurred background on a focused camera

*tick*

(hmm...?)

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