57 Why Cant People Just Be Nice? (2/2)
”Haha well said Akhito! you better remember that blind kid! You are going to spread your blindness to us and make us foolish blind people too if we let you loose on the streets.” A teen with curly hair shouts in the face of Markos who is barely breathing on the ground.
The 7 teens walk away after peeing on Mark and kicking his gut once and twice as a parting gift. They're not satisfied with this but wanted to save their punching bag for next week.
Mark searches for his bags of food and snacks for his mom and sis. He realises it is spilled all over the place. Stream of warm tears crawl down his cheeks ; instantly, breaking his strong emotional fencing.
The punches, insults and kicks did not break him internally but the thought of having no food to feed his mom and sister tore his heart and the sadness he held in his throat.
The money he earned by acting like an Autistic, killing his pride and doing what people made him do has gone to waste. He left the rice but tried to pick up the snacks. He gently wiped off the dirt and started putting them in his bag.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.
His whole body is hot and his legs are quivering and jittering like the legs of a newborn, making him unable to stand.
He tries to stand up twice and fails to do so. His frustration and tears increase with the fail of his 3 more attempts.
He finally gives up and sits in the dust to catch a breath.
Footsteps are heard coming from behind him but Mark is lost in his own thoughts to notice any sound.
Suddenly two hands grabbed him from behind and started applying a medicinal gel gently to his bruises.
Being startled from the touch Markos shouts out loudly ”Wh-Who is it?” From his lungs.
”It's me Markos! Don't be scared, I will carry you home.” A warm and soothing voice of an old man is heard.
It was the old blind man from the retirement house that Mark sits with all the time.
”G-grandpa! Why can't people just be nice? I just wish I could die and be released from this pain.” Markos asks with pain filled voice.
The words from the kid breaks the heart of the old man. It is beyond his imagination that a kid has spoken these words. God knows what he is going through in his life to have said it.
--Four Months Until The Test--
On a pleasant sunny day, a street is filled with laughs and shouts of kids playing. They are pushing and throwing paper balls at each other. A house nearby is filled with grief and darkness to it's already rusted door and dead wooden walls.
”Heh! I will give you 200 kani's and no more than that.” A guy speaks to a women dressed in inappropriate clothes.
”Reginald! Please, I just gave birth two weeks ago and it still hurts. I do not even have milk to feed my baby. Please do not decrease the normal price of 300 kanis you used to give normally.” A woman begs Reginald, the guy who was in charge of the food supply ships that go out of the mainland.
”You bitch! How many times do I have to tell you? Look at the scar on your tummy, it creeps me out so I'm not going to pay you regular price. Now I'm going to fuck you and pay you 150. If you want to live in this city, you better not talk back to me.” Saying this he shoved the lady back into the house.
He ignored the cries of the lady saying ”Not in front of the baby.” The lady kept begging with tears filled eyes. He heartlessly pushes her back into the pile of clothes formed like a small mountain after laundry. He tears her undies, bra and forces the lady to submission.
--Two Months Until The Test--
”Ah! We are going out in the summer again to catch and stock the food to save it for winter huh. Outside the mainland, it is always cold. It does not even look summer.” A fisherman in his 30's talks to his fellow workers.
”Ah the cold increased since the last time I came here. This old man cannot bear the cold anymore.” The old man covers his shivering body with a warm coat hoping to finish his job and sail back home soon.
--The Day Of Test--
”Faust! Hmm you are disqualified. Please try again after two years!”