After I ran away from home, I went into a nearby forest at night. During that time it was pitch black and was fairly windy. I put my backpack down and and sat beneath a tree. As I stared into the forest, I thought about how the world treated me. They would always stare at me because I was different.
I usually stayed away from groups of people. My parents even wanted to disown me. I then wondered, why didn’t my parents accept me for who I was? Is it because im not how they invison a perfect son? Then there were the bastards at school who beat me. I hated them so much. I then decided I didn’t need to take this shit. I don’t need to stay in this world. I took out a knife from my backpack and gouged it inot my side. As pain was overcoming me I silently said “goodbye you hateful world.” The pain was fading away and I opened my eyes. It was complete darkness. I realized I was finally at peace. Do actions have meanings in this world? Does time matter? Am i going to return to the former world? As my thoughts overflowed my mind, I wandered this dark mysterious sanctuary.