I felt dirty. I can't my move my body from the ground. I was shaking. Then I felt something spurting from mouth.

"Argh"

I grunted as I try to wipe my mouth with the sleeve of my dirt-covered jacket. I felt my body ache as I move my arm.

It was red. That was the stain color of my sleeve. My body still hurt.

Even though it hurts to move. I wanted to go home. As I begin my journey back home, I was drowning myself in thoughts to ignore the pain.

In my entire life, I learn that getting bullied is quite the experience. There are many reasons for bullying. Jealously, arrogance, money, social class, intellect, and it is very possible for the reason to be fun.

A wise person once said, "Do not run away from your problems, you should confront them."

Well I would have taken that advice much more seriously. Probably would have learn self-defense. If I wasn't such a coward in the first place.

That's right I'm a coward. A honest coward at the very least.

During my childhood, I thought running away from everything is the solution from everything. Well it had work then, but not now nor will it ever work again in the future.

If I have any big regret as a high school student. It would have definitely have been what I did in middle school.

Who knew that stopping a person that was getting bullied would lead to the bullies to start on picking on you next?

I thought helping others out would be the best path to popularity. Unfortunately that is a mistake. You are only popular if the majority likes you. That's what I know about popularity. And it is a very stupid thing.

Guess what. The bullies were the popular ones. Honor students. No tardies nor problems of anything at school.

Now guess what happen when I told about this bullying to a teacher. The teacher laughed. It wasn't just that teacher. Other teachers and even students too.

What I was known in the school for. I was called a delinquent. Always showing up with these wounds and all. People thought I was a hard core fighting machine.

After middle school ended, I was thrilled to leave. When high school started, I believed I would have a new chance at this social life. But my problems soon followed me.

The same bullies who went to middle school went to the same high school I did.

The bullying always happened. Every school day after school. Same old location. I was tired of this life. Boring and painful. I no longer fear the bullies. But I knew if I were to go against them. Or even somehow beat them up. I probably get a suspension from school.

I didn't think life was unfair to me. I just think this is my fault for making this life such a boring life.

Well my name is Rou Lie. I'm a half Chinese and half Vietnamese. I'm currently am a high school student.

My only luxury in life is at home. And no it wasn't due to a caring family. But I wish it was.

My father is a hardworking man. He never comes home. My mom on the other hand left me and my dad.

Having no parents to raise me. I practically lived on my own. My father doesn't even know what going on with me. I always put up a smirk when he ask why I am usually injured. Then I say this exact words to him every time.

"I'm a winner. That's what going on."

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When he talk with the school, he was given information of the school suspicion of me. My dad thought I was wasting my time fighting other students. Normally people would be mad about this. Actually I was fine with him thinking I was delinquent. It was honestly better for him to think of him as a delinquent rather than a victim of bullying.

It's a secret I would like to keep. Honestly, every time I look at my dad. I feel sad about my life.

My grades were average. My reputation as 'delinquent' make people afraid of becoming friends with me.

I don't feel motivated at all to go to college after high school. I feel that I won't accomplish anything since I lack interests. I felt that if I took the same job as my dad. Then it would disappoint him a lot, because the only reason he working so hard for me is to let me do something in my life.

I sigh. Feeling the load of weight off my shoulders as I arrived at the entrance of my home.

I turn on my computer as part of my daily routine. Then I went go to my first aid kit. Taking out the bottle of alcohol, bandages, and some cotton balls. With natural movements.

"Ugh."

The sharp stinging sensations after a short press of the drenched cotton ball. It quite painful at first, but it for disinfection.

Then I got my nice refreshing cold ice pack from the freezer. I normally put it where my body sore the most.

As I got comfortable and check on my computer. I noticed a message as I was scrolling through the web about cooking tips.

Do you believe this is the limit of life? Do you want to live ... a true life? YesNo

"Of course I do, I mean who wouldn't want to live a true life."

Thinking it as it was just a possible scam link. I normally on those scam ads a lot. But I'm not stupid enough to put a credit card number on it.

I would at least humor the ad. I mean the worst out of it would probably be a virus on my computer.

Anyways with my cursor laying on yes. I then clicked on it.

Then I saw everything surrounding, no I believe everything was spiraling and blurring up as if the the world was getting water painted.

Then everything soon became black. I wonder if this is what being unconscious feels like. I try to feel anything. But everything felt like it wasn't there. Empty. Hollow. Missing.

I was surprised as I kept moving I felt the familiar ground I presume. I was feeling the coldness of the ground as I felt warmness covering me. With my fingers feeling up the green harmless blades extending from the ground. Grass.

Was I knocked out? Was everything at home a delusion or something after getting hit too hard?

I immediately open my eyes. I turn and look the grassy fields. Then I look at the surrounding.

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Plateaus. Flat top mountains. I think. I don't what else to describe with. But I know it's not natural to have been spiraling out of the ground from thin to wide and having flat landscape on top of it. Seems unbalanced in terms of nature.