《The struggles of a boy》 Prologue: A dream of the past " I woke up from the dream. A dream which I have been dreaming for the last few weeks." " I dream of a past memory turned tragedy due to the influences of the mind." " It made me remembered the success I once had when I was still a minor in the first few grades in school." " I was intelligent. A genius whose memory surpasses that of an average person. " " I was foolish." "Thought I could do everything." " I then slacked off." " I became lazy." " I was corrupted by my own ego." " A new student transferred in. It was when I was in the first grade. He was blonde which was quite rare for an asian. I asked him if he dyed his hair. He said yes." " My mentality was older than my physical self" " I am asian." " I was bullied by the blonde haired asian boy." " My money was taken from me." " The scenario continued for a few years." " I was afraid." " I was scared to tell and to be told." " My money and self confident was sapped from me everyday." " I was useless," " I am still useless" " A few years later, my parents found out." " I transferred out of the school." " I cried but I felt the feeling of emptiness inside." " Why didn''t I tell him off?" " For what purpose did I persist until then." " The questions still lingered in my mind all of these years." " In the same dream, I dream of when my father got me my first console." " It was the Playstation 1, the same machine that corrupted my mind " I am a Gameaholic" " I am addicted" " Gaming destroyed my already deteriorating mind." " I didn''t know" " The fun blinded me." " I neglected my homeworks." " Ever since I started school." " I copied from others." " I never gotten caught." " I wished I had." " I felt envy of seeing other kids attaining higher scores than myself.." " I didn''t do anything." " The deterioration of my mind continued." " My dream continued to show me my other memories." " it flashed forward to the time when I was in middle school." " The bullying started and continued." " I was bullied for my looks." " My sharp nose and long eyelashes with my white skin toned created an illusion of a pretty boy." " I was weak and frail." " Weaker than a girl my age." " Money was stilled being sapped." " My shyness multiplied." " I became silent." " I started to slouch." " I had little success with standing straight." " I always stared at the ground." " My confidence whittled." " My mind was of an average person." " My mentality was still above those of my age." " At least I make rational choices." " The dream continued to roll." " it showed me of my wittiness. How pathetic I was. How my life could take a turn for the better if I had made a different choice." " It is too late now." The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there." Regret." " I regret my actions." " I sometimes wish I could go back in time. My to my minor self and to choose a different choice." " I am invalidated." " No longer possess that extraordinary intelligence." " I became normal." " In a sense, average." " My dream stopped showing past scenes." " It was black." " Time seemed to stop." " I woke up." It was a Tuesday. A perfectly normal day for an average person to do work or attend to school. I am but an average person whose life is completely normal. I was drenched in sweat. The sun was shining through the wooden windows illuminated the entire room with vitamin D filled sunlight. A colorful prism lined could be seen across the room I am staying in right now. I stood up while being on the left side of the bed. My phone was on the charge, showing that it is fully charged from the charging overnight. I walk up to the bathroom door which was opposite on the opposite of my window. The door was made of rosewood, showing a beautiful reddish brown color as being bath in the sun rays. I opened the door. It creaked lightly. I left the light switched unopened as I raised the bathroom curtains. The room was lit up from the yellow sunlight. I washed my bedridden face. The water was lukewarm. I saw myself in the reflection. Oval shaped face with small eyes, big ears, heart shaped mouth, long eyelashes, sharp nose and what looks like a unibrow. My eyes are brown and my hair is black. I live in the capital of Cambodia, Phnom Penh, which is a country located in the south eastern region of Asia. A neighbor of Thailand and Vietnam; also known as the Kingdom of Wonder due to the ancient megastructure , Angkor Wat, and the crappy security. You could easily get robbed while traveling on a Tuk Tuk, which is a motorbike pulled cart. I am 16 standing at the height of 5''5 and haven''t had a growth spurt since I was 13. I quickly showered and went to eat breakfast downstairs. I live in a 3 storied house with a room for each person. My room is on the 3rd floor; whereas the rest of my family resides on the first and second. I went downstairs along the weathered tiled staircase. The dining room was fairly small as it was only 3x4 meters. Food was already prepared and left on the table, covered with another plate to protect it from the disease inducing critters such as flies and such. I am in my uniform with black trousers, white long sleeve shirt and a red tie hanging down to my waist. I quickly ate my breakfast which was cold fried rice cooked who knows when. I quickly dined and since I was the only child, the house was a quiet sanctuary when everyone is either at work or when I''m at school. I got readied since I am going to be picked up by the school bus. I quickly cleaned up and went outside to wait for the bus and another days of choices while still feeling anxious from the dream full of regrets. Chapter 2: Rain Drenched Bus " Drip drip " goes the rain. It was a perfect day with a beautiful when suddenly, there were an invasion of clouds filling up the sky. Lightning flashed through the sky, creating spatial ripples in the sky, like the awakening of a slumbering Titan. " thud thud" " bang " The sound of thunder echoed through the sky.. I sit at the back of the bus, which was the seat that no one dares to sit because early in the school year; a student had a heart attack and died at the exact same seat which I''m sitting. However, regardless of the situation and the occasional stare and look of disgust, I find the seat quite comfortable and unusually warm at times even though no one other than myself sit here. It must be the "special heater" under the cushion or so I think. It''s unusually quiet and it seems like everyone is shivering from the sudden change of weather. " It''s warm back here," I said. Silence Not a single person turned back to see me or reply. " it''s really warm. Body temperature warm. huhuhu." Silence I started to break a sweat. " Really? I thought the switch the air con on high, even the seat should be cold to touch." Said the bus driver as he broke the silence. * Heavy breathing * '' I shouldn''t be radiating that much heat. I should be a human furnace'' I thought. '' Going super Saiyan would be great. HAHAHA'' If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it.I laughed in my head. It might seems pathetic to do so but it''s so much better and uses much less effort. Minutes passes by. I looked out the window and saw the ever changing frame. The view of Phnom Penh under induces the sense of loneliness. The drains are blocked due to the great sanitation. The water level on the blue ish grey road rises. The water transform into a milky brown color. The smell of wet trash invade the school bus. It was a nostalgia smell which reminded us of our war torn pass. The mutual destruction of the country. The famine. The injustice death. Big brother said that capitalist are bad but communist are total sadist who uses cannibalistic underlings. The rain seems like a shower for the dusty trees and roads, cleansing it from all the accumulated memories. The car kept moving at an unsteady speed. It slowed down as the barely visible street lights switch from green to red. I was in deep thought for what to have for lunch. My stomach was hurting and I could feel like shitting fluid all day. The wheels kept on rolling as I was in deep thought. "Poop?!!?" I was in a predicament. What is worst than forgetting to zip your pants? Pooping at school. The school bus stopped moving and it seems that we had arrived. Everyone left including the old bus driver. I got up and walked out. " Bye " I looked back at the empty bus, confused. '' I really need to poop.'' I thought. I entered the school and made way for the holy toilets. Chapter 3: Glue and Toilet Stalls "Whoosh" "Bzzzz" "Boom!" It sounded as I flew through the corridor. Technically, I wasn''t actually flying but I was running so fast that it surpassed the sound barrier and created a miniature sonic boom which only I can hear. The things you do before crapping your pants surpasses the human capability. Alas, nothing good goes on forever. I was stopped by a close friend of mine mid way. The topical sun rays enter the school building through the transparent windows which created a natural illumination of the corridor. The his figure was reflected by the sunlight, showing his stubby nose and oval-ish face. He had big brown eyes and thick eyebrows with curly black hair which resembles our previous Angkorian ancestor and could be mistaken as a foreinger, mostly as Indians or Pakistanis; however, until he opens his mouth and speak. He have an unusually deep voice for a kid my age. If I were to compare, I would say that his voice would be twice as deep as Morgan Freeman''s voice. His stature resembles myself, short and thin. However, he was a head taller than me which put many categorize him as tall. He and I goes way back. Our first meeting was when i was in kindergarten. He was the first person to speak to me which was quite interesting since back then, many didn''t want to approach me since i elude an intimidating aura, even adults wouldn''t dare to casually speak to me. What is important to know is that, he was the first person who invited me to eat weird stuff, things like chalk and glue, which I ate eventually. It had a weird consistency but taste fine. It smelt bad though and I won''t lie. It tasted like sugar. Anyhow, I and my friend, whose name is Tou; talked about the upcoming fall anime for a bit and since I couldn''t hold it in any longer, I politely left saying that I had a very important homework assignment to submit but I reality, I just wanted to take a dump. It was a pretty smooth move (:3) if i must say. The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. I resumed my sprint and once again I broke the sound barrier and arrived in front of the toilet room. Never had I before seen such a majestic place. It was literally glowing since it was the start of the week and so it was cleaned. However, just to my luck, every single stall was occupied. I look down and saw the pairs of shoes pointing vertically at me. Some stalls even had 2 pairs which was weird. Even I wasn''t desperate enough to share a stall. .-. I waited for a bit, hoping that maybe someone would finish up their business. The clock was ticking and it was almost time for class. I didn''t want to be late. Late students get a special form of punishment, either extra homework or forcefully humiliating yourself in front of the class which i tend to avoid. The scene of straight guys acting all bisexual made me question my insanity. However, desperate time calls for desperate measures and I am really desperate to poop. It was almost leaking out of my anus. The women toilet''s was just opposite of the men. From outside it seems stranded but I didn''t want any complications. I silently wait for class to start, thinking that they would leave but alas, they didn''t. They must be the squad of delinquents I heard about, occupying the toilet stalls like it''s their home. I had to choose whether I should crap my pants or enter the domain of the females. Many would choose the latter choice however, I would never gamble my dignity with just that. I would rather crap my pants and go home. So i did...... Without hesitation, I immediately enter girl''s toilet.