
I was a 2nd grade student at a high school in the city where I live. I am a good man, but good luck is not always in my life. During my school days I was a victim of bullying bad children in my school. I am very sorry to have been born into this world where I only live with my grandmother, because my parents died in an accident 12 years ago.
The reason why I still live the life I hate so much is because of my grandmother alone, in front of my grandmother, I always acted as if nothing had happened and so that my grandmother would not worry and be more worried about her condition which was already sickly.
During my time at school I did not dare to fight the bullies and every before class they always beat me up, even when I could not give money to them, they could strip me in front of the class and photograph it.
People are slowly unwilling to engage with me because they are afraid that if they help me they can become victims of bullying as well. It has been a year that I have lived as a miserable creature like this. Often I want to fight them but fear first haunts me.
The reason why I didn't report them to the teachers was because when I first reported them, the teachers didn't do anything, because their families were the biggest donors in the school.
Today I was walking towards school with my head down because I was afraid of the children who would bully me. But the bad luck always met me, at the door of the class that was wide open were 4 men who were talking there. And yes, they are the children who always run me down. Without a doubt they immediately called me with words that were inappropriate for a student.
“Oi jerk! Why did you come longer than us?” Said one of the children who was chatting and walked over to me.
“Sorry just now-” Without listening to what I said first the guy hit me on the stomach really hard.
“It's a punishment because you came late.” He whispered near my ear.
“Quick go to the canteen now buy us 4 loaves, as a penalty because you are late.” Say them while laughing.
“Sorry I don't bring any money at the moment.” I said while trying to stand back up even though the pain spread in my stomach area.
“What did you say? You asked us to give you money?” Said the man who hit me in the stomach. “It looks like you should be given an extra lesson.”
He then immediately lifted my collar and slapped my cheek with his hand. I who can't fight just resigned to what he did to me.
“Hey, hey. We should have been a little harder.” Say one of them and walk up to me.
Then he took me to the toilet and beat me at once until my face and body were battered. After they finished beating me they finally walked over and left me in the toilet.
“Oi jerk, if you don't want to mampus again, after the break bring us bread.” Say them while leaving the toilet.
I began to rise and wash my blood-soaked face with water, although the teachers always asked me why my body was scarred every day, I always made excuses like falling down stairs. So that the teachers do not suspect what they are doing to me.
During the break I immediately rushed to the cafeteria even though I did not have a penny. When I arrived at the cafeteria, I bought the bread they had asked for.
“Excuse me ma'am, I want to buy this bread 4, but I do not bring the money, I promise tomorrow I will pay bu.” I pleaded with the canteen guards.
“You again, you again. That wasn't paid yesterday either, was it? Why take it again now?” Said the canteenkeeper to me.
Everyone in the cafeteria was watching me. I'm used to being the center of attention in this very sad thing, I don't care anymore, their views on me to me they're all just as rotten as the people who run me down. They just laughed and let me.
“Quickly ma'am I will replace my debts.” I tried to plead with the canteenkeeper.
“From yesterday you said like this continue, but where is the reality?” The canteen guard looked a little angry.
As I was pleading with the canteen guard, suddenly a woman approached me.
“This is the money ma'am, for the bread she wants to buy.” The woman put the money to pay for the bread I wanted to buy.
“Elisia.” I said while looking at the woman.
Elisia is a student who happens to be in class with me, I don't really know her because there is no time to socialize with other people, because my time runs out with me who is always bullied.
“This is the bread you want.” The canteenkeeper gave me the bread I asked for.
“Thank-” When I want to say thank you Elisia cut my words.
“Don't say thank you, I just don't like there's someone in low view.”
I immediately walked away from Elisia and brought the bread she had bought for me to love the children who had told me.
When I got to class I gave the bread they had told me. But they were not happy with me bringing back the bread they asked for.
“This is the bread you asked for.” I said while giving the bread.
“Oi asshole, didn't you say you didn't have a penny this morning? And now you're back by buying us bread.” Say one of them and kick me in the stomach until I fall.
“You have sold your precious things from your sick grandmother, or you have stolen these breads.” He said with a very creepy face while whispering near my ear.
“So Elisia paid her bread for me.”I said while speaking nervously.
The person immediately walked to the seat of Elisia “Wah, wow, wah. It turns out that someone is playing so hero nih.” The man grabbed Elisia's hair. “Oi ***** goddamn*, I used to say never anyone helped that jerk, and if anyone helped that guy had to replace the jerk's job to be our babu.”
Elisia only endured the pain of the man with tears in her eyes. I who saw Elisia who was being bullied felt bad because she had helped me. But I can't do anything.
“Oi jerk! Now you're free.” Said the man while looking at me. “And that will replace your task is *****this.” While releasing his trap.
For about 1 week I was never mengundung again by them, and now they are mundung is Elisia. They don't see gender in the bully, for them if it's fun they will continue to do it. Every day I see Elisia covered in wounds with dirty clothes. Until one day Elisia did not go to school anymore and the person who supported me first told me to look for Elishia.
I who had been looking for Elisia everywhere decided to take a break at the school rooftop, when I opened the rooftop door I saw a woman in the same school uniform as me. When I looked more closely it turned out that woman was Elisia. And when I opened the door and walked up to him he immediately saw me with eyes that were already very pale.
“Reacted you?” Said Elisia while looking back at the night sky.
“What are you doing?” I asked while shouting when I saw Elisia standing on the edge of the school building.
“You are great too yes, can last for a year under the back of those bastards.” Said Elisia with a hoarse voice. “Sorry I'm not as strong as you.”
Elisia suddenly jumped from the edge of the building I saw her running and tried to stop her. “Elisia?” My yelling.
I was too late to stop Elisia from jumping from the Building, when I looked down at Elisia's body was already full of blood and she was no longer breathing. I regret what I did at that time, if I had not received the help of Elisia, if at that time I realized that Elisia would have committed suicide. I was the one who killed Elishia.
The next day the police gathered at my school, because there was a suicide case of a schoolgirl there. I, who was the only witness to the death of Elisia, was immediately taken to the police station for further questioning.
When I was at the police station I explained that Elisia jumped after I opened the door of the rooftop but I did not explain that actually Elisia committed suicide because it was run over by the person who bullied me. For there is no evidence that they rebelled against Elisia. After finishing from the police station I returned to school as I entered the classroom I saw my stool in the scribble with the word killer.
All the students in the school assume that the only witness at that time was the perpetrator who killed Elisia. And when I opened my locker, I saw the contents of my locker filled with mud and there was also a photo of Elisia in the scribble inside the locker. I was actually used to this kind of sight but, I was also very angry with those who caused death to Elisia.
When I got home from school I saw a crowd in my house, and when I came in it turned out my grandmother had died of a heart attack. My heart that was in a mess was instantly shattered due to the death of the only family I had, I was silent frozen my eyes were empty without exuding the desire to live again. At Grandma's funeral, I didn't leave my room at all because my only reason for living was gone.
But I couldn't afford to skip school, when I got to school I was stopped by the people who were running against me, they came right up to me.
“Oi killer, I heard you killed your grandmother too, for not being able to take care of her anymore?” Say them while laughing.
“It looks like our school already has a killer huh. Hahaha” Said one of his friends.
I who was very upset and angry immediately hit the face of one of them. “Jaga your words jerk.”
“Cih, looks like you really did kill them huh.” Said the person I just hit but he replied to me by kicking my stomach until I bounced.
“You should be able to keep your attitude after we for one year teach you a lesson.” They beat me mercilessly and also kicked me simultaneously.
The other students tried not to interfere about what happened, they pretended not to see what they were doing to me. But the bell rang that made them stop their bullying and return to their seats.
When the teacher entered, I immediately returned to my seat, the teacher did not seem to care about my condition. When I sat down the guy who beat me put something on the back of my shirt and what he put on was a paper that said “KILLER” When I looked back he looked at me sharply.
“What look? I'm gonna hit you again, huh? If you don't look ahead, I hit ya!”
I followed his words, but anger and annoyance continued to surround me. He who saw me was very upset tried to lure me to make a scene.
“Why? You mad? If so, try hitting me.”
I did not answer because I was also afraid of him even though I was beaten up a lot but when I looked into his eyes, fear enveloped my anger and frustration.
“You didn't answer? Hit me.” I didn't return his words. “Basic fucking boy. After school, meet me.”
I already know the meaning of his words that after school I will be hit all out by him. Because there was no way and maybe this was the last way I could do, I immediately stood up from my seat which was the teacher in the class explaining his learning.
“Kiri Ardian, what's up?” Said the teacher while staring at me.
“Bu... I.. Oppressed.” I said while looking down. “Every day and it's been 1 year. I'm on a wiggle constantly.”
“What?” The teacher was a little surprised.
“My money has been deprived for one year this ma'am, my body is full of bruises.” I took off my clothes and showed them the bruises they did to me. “In addition Elisia killer offender is the one who oppresses me.”
“Oh yes, who did it?” Ask the teacher to me.
“The culprit is” I pointed at my back seat. “the four of them, ma'am. They are the perpetrators of all that befell me and also the death of Elisia”
“Oh, yes?” The teacher did not seem surprised. “Terus... What is it.. Why then?”.
I was very surprised by the teacher's answer, his face showed his indifference to me and also what happened to Elisia or because their family is the biggest donor in this school.
“Sit. Left Ardian, if once again you interrupt mother's class.” I cut off the conversation.
“I was expecting..” The teacher was surprised by my answer. “Mother will be so.” I immediately ran away from class and also left school.
At that time I thought nothing of it, all I wanted to do was run and keep running as I passed the road from the right I heard the sound of a truck horn when I saw that a truck was speeding towards me and I couldn't get a chance avoid that truck.
“Ah shit I should be able to enjoy my life this is not even a loser who is always bullied and live in alone. If I could be reborn maybe I would try to improve my life so as not to become a useless person like this.” I muttered before the truck touched my body.
When hit by a heavier truck several times more than my body was thrown into the middle of the road “Hurgh!” Air was forced out of my lungs. My vision started to fog, I couldn't talk but I wasn't dead. And if I die I want to apologize to Elisia for not being able to help him. My eyes began to blacken I began to not be able to hear the voices of those who helped me, my breathing was very heavy. And then I died.
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