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Chapter 207 The Devil Is in the World (Part 2)

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    They began to rise from words to actions.

    I was beaten all over my body, but I had to cover it carefully so that my grandma would not find out, lest the old man would be sad.

    I tried to go to the teacher for help. I didn't understand the perfunctory in her eyes, but this was the only source I could rely on.

    Teacher Liu talked to them, and even contacted the parents of those students.

    I thought this was the end, but it was just the beginning.

    The teacher's non-painful handling method irritated them and made them even more unscrupulous.

    The girls locked me in the toilet and poured cold water over my head, pulled me by the hair and pressed me into the toilet, covered in filth.

    The boys humiliated me verbally and beat me until bruises appeared on my body.

    The teacher ignored it and even said it was my fault.

    When did the victim do something wrong, but the perpetrator became the one who was induced to commit the crime?

    Don't let grandma know that she is too old to be stimulated.

    The students will not conflict with those campus bullies just because of me, a transfer student, and watch my experience indifferently.

    I became more and more silent day by day, and there seemed to be a fire in my heart, which wanted to burn my body and my soul to nothing.

    It's like a jumble of voices whispering in my head, keeping me from sleeping.

    ?I couldn¡¯t listen in class, couldn¡¯t concentrate on writing, and my grades began to decline. Teacher Liu became even more indifferent to me because of this, and told people about those unwarranted crimes behind my back.

    It seems that it is my fault to be bullied; it is also my fault that my grades drop.

    My whole life in this world is a mistake.

    I started sliding the tip of the pen over my arm.

    When the epidermis on my arm was scratched, the pain woke me up, but there was also a strange pleasure.

    Slowly, this can no longer satisfy me.

    From the tip of a pen to a ruler, then a knife.

    But I know I can't really just leave like this, otherwise what will grandma do?

    She is old, and her parents are irresponsible. If I leave, who else can grandma rely on in the future?

    I am alive, living hard for my grandma.

    I wanted to resist, but no one heard my voice. Those cries were hidden in my dying soul.

    However, patience cannot be exchanged for compassion and sympathy from others.

    They took off my clothes, took photos and videos, and wantonly spread rumors.

    I am a good student. I have never done anything harmful to nature since I was a child.

    I am kind to others, I just want to study hard and be filial to my relatives in the future.

    However, I became a dissolute and vulgar thing in other people's mouths, and even because of these rumors, I was dragged to a corner by those dirty men to bully me wantonly, and after the end, I would blame me instead.

    why?

    why me?

    Why do I endure everything but push myself to a corner?

    My patience is at an extreme.

    I can no longer look at other people's indifferent and mocking eyes, and I can't listen to their whispers.

    Every look, every sound is like a knife scraping on my flesh, my bones, my body, mind and soul.

    I also can't face the heartbroken, disappointed and painful eyes of my grandma after learning everything.

    leave.

    Leave this world completely.

    What is the meaning of living?

    It's just a skin.

    Like a walking dead, I walked up to the roof of the teaching building with a blank face. The teachers and classmates I met in the middle didn't even notice my strangeness, and no one stretched out their hands to me.

    I sat on the roof and looked at the tiny figure below.

    suddenly laughed out.

    Jump down.

    The wind, blowing across my face, wiped away my tears and brushed my hair.

    What a joy!

    I am free at last.

    If I do it all over again, I don't want to bear it any longer.  I want to stand up bravely and solve the problem thoroughly before everything happens.

    Make those demons unable to succeed.

    Let grandma have something to rely on when she grows old.

    But, grandma, forgive me for being so cowardly, I finally choseThere are 1 ways to say goodbye to you.

    Forgive me for not being able to understand your mood, and I can no longer force myself to stay by your side with a smile on my face.

    In my next life, I want to be a bird, flying freely in the sky, not to be burdened by the secular world, and not to be entangled with those demons anymore.

    I want to fly to the sky, to the heaven I imagined.

    "boom!"

    I heard the sound of bones cracking and the screams of the crowd.

    The severe pain plunged me into darkness, but I was finally able to smile sweetly.

    I am relieved.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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