Chapter 7 - Hideout

The days of March, April and May were slow. Going to school was like going to hell.
Although I was spared from their tyranny during lesson time, I was tortured like crazy during breaks or after school hours. Each act of bullying done by them keeps getting bolder and worse than the previous act.

It is a wonder how I could still manage to keep my position as the top 10 students in my class.

Each day after school, I would lock myself in the room. Sometimes I just stare blankly at space. I was, of course, angered by their acts of humiliation. Unlike other victims of bully, I do not cut myself or sorts of self-mutilation. I channel my anger into energy to fuel me to work harder.

" I'll promote to the express stream and laugh at them! I'll do well in my examinations to make them eat back their words! I'll make them regret bullying me! " - These were the thoughts which ran through my mind. These words were my motivation to succeed in life.

Lexi was the ( assumed ) ring leader of the squad. The one who pretty much started the fire going. He was actively followed by his lackeys. The acts were carried out like this - they forced me on a push-up position and asked me to do 50 or so push-ups. Lexi would sit on the chair and you can imagine like it was a scene from some old Chinese movie where the beggar would beg the elite for money. If I refused, his lackeys would kick me down.

The best part? That was just the tip of the iceberg. Such acts done by them had pretty much screwed my secondary school life up. It's effects could NEVER wear off.

It was only when I figured that I cannot keep the situation like this forever. During breaks and after school, I would go to a place where they will never find me - The last floor of the school. It was my first hideout. The last floor of the school is where the water tank room at. It is the highest floor which anybody can go. Students were warned not to go near that floor but I did it anyway. That floor rarely has anybody visiting and furthermore it was the last place which anybody will think of going.

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Chapter 7 END.


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In the entire class, no one was willing to stand up and play the Hero. No one wanted to protect the underdog. No one wants to associate themselves with the loser. You could imagine how deep the pit of loneliness which I was in.

From then on, I realized that in this world, only the strong survive while the weak will just die.
It's a dog-eat-dog world out there where nobody can be trusted.

It was then where I was born.

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AN : Right, so I touched on one of the many acts they did.
If you are part of my REAL LIFE family and reading this - I plead you not to tell anybody and keep it to yourself.

I didn't wanted to post that event but in the end heck I figured it'll make the story much more emotional.

If you are one of those ex-tormentors and reading this - No hard feelings, I don't bare a grudge against you. I swear. I'm willing to let bygones be bygones.

If you are one of those who still thinks " HAHA THAT IDIOT KEEPS GETTING BULLIED. MAN HES SO STUPID " or " EUGENE IS DUMB HE HAS NO HOPE " or " HE WAS JUST LUCKY " - I don't know why you still cannot see me as someone respectable but I will not give up trying to earn back your respect.

And finally, apologies for not updating yesterday. Went out.
Doubt anybody except a single loyal fan of my story. ( Thank you iedeuafjndkiehendl )