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Continuation~

Why did I so quickly become like an old man? many people don't know about it. Those who see me from the outside think that after the death of my father I have been trauma-stricken. They can think like that I don't blame them at all. In the past, I was really good at studying, not only was I first in examinations but the person after me had a score that was nowhere near mine. Now it has become a dilemma to even pass the tests, somehow I became number forty-five between the forty-eighth students.

In my opinion next year I can't even become number forty-five and will get stuck in grade eighth. Except for math, I can't pass any other subjects. I didn't only become bad at studies, my behavior has become worse. I have learned many nasty curses behavior-wise. Not only I can curse but I can also fight. My body has heavy momentum, that's not the case at all, fighting is having- COURAGE. These days it has become better, sometimes I even threaten higher grade students. In my grade, no good boys come close to me, let alone females. If I ever look at them eye to eye then it feels like they are gonna start crying because of fear.

I come to school wearing dirty clothes, hairs look messy and face is oily, currently seeing me like that nobody can't imagine that I once was a perfectly good boy at the school. Used to sing poems, do debut, even in school's annual drama I acted as the king's son and won a silver medal one time. My big brother or big sister is still a perfectly good boy and a good girl except me who is different.