I burst into tears with excitement, and with his encouragement, I thought of running away again.
Just when I was about to escape from the door, the principal was waiting for me at the door. The principal had a gloomy expression, and next to him was my friend who I played with a few days ago.
At that moment, my sky fell.
I was tortured very miserably at night, and the next day I heard some comments at school, some words I told my friends, and those words pierced my heart like needles.
"Who is that close friend? I approached him to get useful information."
"I just said a few words and he really wanted to run away. Thanks to him, I reported to the principal and got some benefits."
I overheard these words. It turns out that the scary thing is never the monsters, but the human heart.
Hatred and incomprehension spread in my heart. I just wanted to escape from it all, but why was it so difficult?
Suddenly many strangers came to the principal's house. They had a lively chat with the principal. One of the strangers handed me several candies, with a faint smile in his kind eyes. He said to me, "The candies are delicious." Yes, you can taste it.”
I asked innocently, "If I eat it, can you take me away?"
He smiled happily and nodded repeatedly. I was so excited that I ate the candy immediately.
After eating the candy, I slept for a long time. When I woke up, my back hurt. The principal said that I rolled out of bed while sleeping, so I had a lot of bruises on my body.
I was very distressed because I rolled out of bed for several days, and the bruises on my body were getting bigger and bigger, so I made a wooden railing and nailed it to the side of the bed, but it didn't work, and the bruises on my body were still there. Blockbusters.
God, please don't let me roll off the bed again, it really hurts.
In art class, there happened to be one missing model, so I was asked by the teacher to act as a model. I was very reluctant so I refused. The principal found out about this and he invited the art teacher home to paint a full-length portrait of me.
The next day, the painting was placed in the middle of the art room for the students to watch.
Since then, many classmates looked at me with a meaning, and the female classmates blushed and avoided me. When I was eating, my male classmates complimented me on my huge appetite and how I couldn’t eat enough.
I'm really good at eating, but I haven't grown much taller.
As time passed day by day, a video content was circulated among the classmates, and various voices filled my surroundings.
It wasn't until I saw that video that I discovered secrets I had never discovered before, why there were so many strangers coming and going at home, and why I could sleep so soundly for several nights...
It rained heavily in those days. I hid in the rain and on the rooftop. No one would find me. I was the only one. The rain soaked my clothes and drowned my tears. I was the only one in the whole world. .
I finally understood that in their eyes, I was never a person, but a plaything that everyone could bully. Before I became a plaything, I was also a person, and my parents abandoned me and made me a plaything. , a toy that everyone can play with.
I wanted to run away, I wanted to run away like crazy, but I tried, it didn't work, it didn't work at all.
God, if you can hear my voice, please, please let me escape from here, I don't want money or fame, I just want an ordinary life.
If everyone knew the true face of the principal, would I be saved?
It just so happened that the next week was the parent-teacher meeting. On that day, many reporters would come to the school for interviews. I knew my opportunity had come.
Before the parent-teacher conference, I had been pretending to be well-behaved. I kept saving the candies given to me by strangers and not eating them. The principal was busy with the parent-teacher conference, so he rarely focused on me.
When the day of the parent-teacher meeting arrived, I secretly found a reporter who was alone, told him my experience and showed him the evidence on my body. He was angry at the principal’s behavior and promised that I would Tell people outside what you say.
I was so happy, and the smile on my face was a little brighter.
After a while, I saw the reporter next to the principal. The reporter and the principal seemed to be old acquaintances and had always been brothers. The principal's face was terrifyingly gloomy when he saw me.
The reporter walked up to me and pretended to be helpless and persuaded, "Student Ai Yu, the principal treats you so well, how can you say bad things about him to me? It's so rude."
At that moment, my heart was filled with despair, and the whole world seemed to have lost its color.
There are no gods, some are just self-deception.
I endured the pain in my heart and walked around the school like a zombie. When I looked at the laughter of the people around me, my eyes turned red. This dazzling scene was so ridiculous.
I just want an ordinary life, why is it so difficult, why...
The teacher once said to himself, "If you can make others happy, you can become a great person."
I came up with a plan that would make everyone happy, a plan that would definitely make them happy.
I went back to the dormitory and took out a jar of candies given to me by strangers. I tore off the candy wrappers one by one and put the candy meat into a clean jar.
Carrying the candy jar, I came to the cafeteria. At this time, the cafeteria actually cooked some delicious food for students and parents.
I was cooking mung bean soup, so I opened the lid of the candy jar and poured all the candies inside.
Mung bean soup has no taste without sugar, so I helped the cafeteria aunt put candy in it. Everyone will be very happy to eat this mung bean soup with a sweet candy flavor.
I believe everyone will thank themselves. After all, there are so many ugly sufferings in this world, and the sweetness brought by candy cannot be missing in life.
After doing everything, I returned to the dormitory, took a shower seriously, put on nice clothes, and took my favorite woodworking tool sharpener. I was going to go outside to find wood raw materials to make wood products. .
On the day of the parent-teacher meeting, the parents were so tired that they slept where they were; I was also busy looking for the wood materials I wanted; a student who didn’t drink mung bean soup wanted to go home and accidentally threw his red paint into the Entering the pool, the pool was gradually dyed red.
The night of the parent-teacher meeting was very quiet, so quiet that it seemed like I was the only living person in the world. I stayed on the rooftop, carving the final wooden product, holding a bottle of drink that I had placed next to me early in the morning, without hesitation. Drink it.
I smiled bitterly, "It's so bitter, as bitter as my own life."
My stomach and intestines began to suffer severe pain, and I kept vomiting and vomiting again. I fell weakly into the arms of the moonlight, looking at the white moonlight.
The beautiful moonlight looked like a god coming to greet his death.
Unfortunately, there is no god in this world, only deception and abandonment.
His parents abandoned him, his friends deceived him, so did reporters, and so did his classmates. Everyone in the world has the same face, a face wearing a devil's mask.
It doesn't matter, he doesn't believe in God now, he only believes in himself, and he wants to find a new world for himself, a world that can make him happy.
In that new world, will anyone come to save me?
Forget it, how can I be redeemed when I am so dirty...
