Anton did not know how many he walked, and he finally went home. When he opened the door, his parents were at home. They saw a bruise on Anton’s face and rushed to ask, “Anton, what’s wrong?”
Out of self-esteem, he could not tell that he was hit by others and said, “It’s raining outside, and I slipped.”
Mom asked out of care, “Is everything ok? Anton, do you need to go to the hospital to check?”
“Mom, it’s fine. Leave me alone.” Anton answered and then went back to his room. He shut the door and did not want to see anyone in a bad mood.
Dad knocked on his room door and said, “Anton, eating something before you get inside!”
“Dad, I had a meal outside,” Anton answered impatiently. Dad looked at his wife and said, “I feel like there is a growing generational gap between us and our kid. Now Anton rarely talks with us.”
“Well, our kid….” Mom said with worry.
Until it was over ten o 'clock, Anton heard his parents get back in the room for sleep. And he came out of his room. He went to the bathroom to clean his body. Then he went to the balcony to find the toolbox in the home. And he took a flick knife back to his room.
In his own room, Anton stripped himself naked and stood in front of the mirror with a flick knife in his hand. Looking at the mirror, he said coldly, “Anton, bear in mind that from now on, no one can bully you!”
Then he pushed out the blade of the knife, stretched out his left hand, and cut his palm. The knife cut his hand and left a three-inch-long wound. The blood gushed out instantaneously. Anton clenched his teeth to let himself not cry out, looking at his face twisted in the mirror, and said with his teeth clenching, “Anton Williams, if you can’t even bear such pain, how can you have the hope that you will not let other bully you?” The pain in his palm stimulated his every nerve, and his mouth involuntarily emitted the sound of “hum.”
Perhaps he was just too painful, or he bled too much, Anton felt a burst of dizziness, but still, hang on the knife in his hand. Anton’s parents heard noises in Anton’s room, and the voice sounded like Anton’s moan. Not knowing what happened, they opened Anton’s door and were shocked by what they saw. There was blood on Anton’s hand and on the floor. Anton was lying naked on the ground and making a faint sound.
Anton’s father quickly wrapped his son with a blanket and walked outside toward the hospital. His mom followed them to the hospital.
A week later, Anton went to school as usual except his left hand wrapped with white gauze.
He went into the classroom, ignoring others’ curious gazes, and sat on his seat silently. All his classmates found he had become a little different, but they could not tell it clearly as it was a strange feeling.
Looking at Anton, Joey asked carefully, “Anton, I heard that you were sick and in hospital. What’s going on?”
“Nothing,” Anton smiled, “Just accidentally cut my hand.”
Joey looked at the gauze in Anton’s hand, nodded, and said angrily, “Why you are so careless!”
Anton answered with a smile, “Got it. I will pay more attention next time.” Seeing Anton with a smile, Joey felt he was changed, at least he was more cheerful.
“What made you laugh? Anton, did you run to the hospital to hide? Come on!” Jasper laughed at Anton and walked toward him.
Seeing Jasper bullying Anton, Joey got angry immediately and shouted at Jasper, “Jasper, are you mad? Can’t you see that Anton was injured?”
“Gee, is he your boyfriend that you help him this way? Did you have dated?” Jasper asked.
Joey blushed with anger and scolded, “You... You sucker.” Anton pushed Joey and said to her, “Ignore him. He is just an annoying fly. Why wasting time on him?” Joey laughed out and looked at Jasper without saying anything.
Jasper thought he misheard and gazed at Anton, “Damn it. What did you say?”
Anton stood up and walked to Jasper. When he was only half a foot away to Jasper, he stopped and said word by word, “I say you are a fly!”
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