Once there lived a family of three. It was no ordinary family. Both parents had feuds and arguments every day. They clashed with fights, foul words, and antics. With them lived their 10-year-old son. His childhood was all messed up with memories of love and hate.
Both of them loved him. but both fought till night and day in front of him. this had broken him. He stayed confused and dazed. Angry but silent. His emotions were flooding inside him, but he never let out. If one of his parents asked him to do one thing, he was asked to not tell the other. And when the other questioned him, he stood still unable to answer.
One day he decided to confront his parents. They were sitting calmly, which rarely happened. But this was his chance. He went over and asked and said, “I am tired of your fights. I am broken. I want to go away from both of you. I don’t want to have a family. Please, let me live outside. Let me be alone. Can you do this?”
His parents sat silently, listening. Both of them cried sorry and hugged him. he felt good. He felt better talking about what he felt. A week went by without any fights or arguments. And he was happy they had stopped. But then the night came when it all went sideways.
His dad came home drunk and began shouting and throwing things. He cursed and banged the house furniture. His mom couldn’t tolerate and they broke into a fight. They fought and fought. Threw things at each other. Hurled bad words.
The boy was locked in his room. Scared and anxious. He covered himself in his bed. His head is under his pillow. His skin felt uneasy like something was crawling under. His head was throbbing with pain. His heart beat fast. He was uneasy all over. He spoke to himself in low voices. He was covered in sweat. He hated every inch of the sound that came through that door.
He went down to stop it, but he had no courage. His mind only lingered with the thoughts of getting out of there. So, he ran back into his room. He jumped out of his room which was two stories high. Their house was closer to a highway. So, he ran towards it. Above the fence, then sliding on the cold grass. The night was cold. He landed on his feet on the sidewalk. He ran across the road with tears flooding his eyes.
He was focused on getting away. And didn’t see a truck coming his way. He was blinded by his thoughts. And a second later, blood came gushing out of his head. His legs were broken. And finally, he felt peace.
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