Chapter 1: Bullied

A man is getting bullied. Nobody does anything. Why do they do it openly while all the people look at him in the classroom?

Because they didn't want to get bullied.

A few tried, but they got underhanded. Why do they do it?

Why not, it's a bad school, act tough, you get the big titty girls, or the large asses (if you are that type of guy).

Next to a wooden container thing, there lay a man name Kumas. Bullied day in day out. Nobody cared for him, not even his parents. In the classroom, he lays motionless. People left as there was P.E.

Physical education was the one he couldn't do as he never has his kit.

Did the bully take it away?

The man was almightily poor. His whole family was gone- not literally but they are so poor they can't do anything.

They only survive through the benefits of the government. The kid could leave school, but if he did, he would be able to get the money.

Once he left school, no more money.

The kid was still on the floor, laying on the ground, against the cold book case.

"What a book case doing here?"

He had to take this torture every day, losing all emotions.

When he comes home, he lies down so his skin can heal. He also works, taking care for his two sick patients: Grandma and Grandpa.

Their pensions helps a little, however, it didn't totally.

He was on the floor, thinking at how he was looking the same as them. He didn't like it. He hated it as that's probably how they feel. They know what happens, but they are useless. Relatives working day in and out. Pushing their limits. They can't back up their son as they have no power. They have a house thanks to the government, making them not homeless.

Despite this, a homeless person had a better place to stay. He looked up, thinking how when he leaves the school, what gonna happen to his family. they are here because of him. He takes this pain because of them. He is a lad who knows what he is doing. He can't study so he listens to what the teachers says.

"Chloride is then mixed with the.."

He repeats a chemical compound he had to remember for the exam as he was on the floor. They were average, he couldn't do anything about as no books or anything. His body hurt, he looked up, listening to the people outside play.

His body hurt. He couldn't move.

This was the only time as nobody was around. He cried but it wasn't a water fall, it was a rain drop. It just slid because that's all he could so to push himself to do.

He chuckled at that. "So I can't even cry, am I sociopathic?"

He just sighed until a something happened.

A butterfly flew down. The most beautiful thing he has ever seen.

"How do you feel?"

"Most people don't over look you do they? As being the lost beautiful thing alive."

It was at his knee, mistaking it for a butterfly, but it was just a regular moth, something people kill and hate every single day. However, he called it the most beautiful thing alive. Being rejected by on, it states directly at him, he smiles and then flutters of.

"Than...k you."

He blinked, feeling the cross ending pain again. It was more extreme and now he was falling down.

"Goodbye."

He said it to the moth as it flew off, before he fell unconscious. However, the lasting thing he saw was a typical blue screen most people's have heard of. However, for the child, just though he was dreaming.

"Welcome to the _____ system."