I fell down...

A house in a beautiful morning with chirping of birds is very beautiful to see a car in front of that house, if you go inside a room, you can understand the kind of person who lives in that room by looking at the door, but there is no one in that room, but there are two husband and wife talking, "What's wrong with locking the room?" and the man said, "What's wrong, it's like he is their father. The person who is asking like that might be their mother.

They were talking. A boy was sitting in the basement under the room, reading the books in front of him.

After a while, a sound was heard, the sound of knocking on the door, it was just noon! Time is up! Thinking that, he went to the door and took the food inside and was eating and eating. He saw a mirror in front of him and he was remembering his past.

His name is Sunny. He is a good boy. He is quite thin and white with fair hair and looks like a very methodical boy to look at with baby cut hair and also seems a little innocent, but his words and his behavior make it clear that he is a very intelligent boy. He is very silent and cool, he was asked in his school what is his next planning and he said "preparing for NEET exam as my father told me".

Meanwhile, I heard the sound of knocking on the door again, "What have you started reading, have you finished eating?" Someone said, it was their father's voice, but even though he hadn't finished eating, he put it aside and started reading again.

He read and read like that, stopped for a while and looked at the mirror again,

He was coming home and stopped there and saw many boys playing games and thought to himself that it would be good if I also played.Again he suddenly remembered something and left for home.

That house is very nice, he came in the house, he wished his mother, and he went to his room. As soon as he left, he closed the door, threw his bag, untied his tie, threw off his coat, jumped on the bed and went to sleep. He thinks that if there are any sweet moments in my life, it is to sleep in my room as I like on my bed.

Meanwhile, their father came into the basement, "What are you studying?" he asked.

He said, "Ha, I'm studying, dad."

Good, keep reading like this, your mother and I are going to your uncle's house together, so tonight we will have dinner there, you study like this, we have already prepared dinner for you, eat when you are hungry, "If you want anything else, tell me and we will get it" he said.

He said "okay, I don't need anything, thank you for asking"

Their father was gone and he felt like he had come back to life.After waiting for a while, he tried to come out but the door didn't open, he sat in front of the mirror.Again he started to remember his events,

It was a party atmosphere and everyone came and wished him, their father was very happy and so was their mother.He was smiling seeing everyone's face but it was a fake smile he didn't like what was happening there he went to his room.He feels that his life is very boring, he always says that he should study at home, he doesn't like that his parents treat him like that, he like the other boys, he is having fun in the town, jumping around doing what he likes, doing what he likes, and thinking that he should roam around the town like July for one day in his diary. He is writing.

Later their father brought him and locked him in that room and left. He was gently lying on the floor and that's how he was until now.

Thinking like that, he slept in the basement.

It's dawn. The whole town is also very calm. He is outside the house. He was walking and he didn't understand why the town was always full of people and it was so peaceful.He felt like he was free, he was running, he was using all his strength, he was running and running and he stopped at one place, it was their house, he started to fear again. He heard a strange sound. It is a kind of prayer.As soon as he saw them they were all making some strange noise.He looked back and there he saw a lot of strange people. He got scared and ran away. Meanwhile it was night. Suddenly it was night. He didn't understand anything. He was running along a road he knew. He was running along a street. He thought it was a leaf and without flinching he ran and stepped on it but in the darkness he stepped on it and made himself fall down. It was not a leaf but a hand that gripped his heel. Again he hears the hairs standing on his back as the sound comes closer to him.