What is the purpose of life, what action makes it good and what action makes it bad? Do humans have that answer? This is a problem that every sufferer would like a solution to.
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It was a rainy morning, but like any good teenager, Victor had to get up early and take the bus to school.
"Mom, is there breakfast today?" said Victor as he prepared to run to the bus stop.
"When you stop being a bloodsucking worm and get to work, maybe we'll have some cereal in the morning," Retorted the mother with hate in her voice.
"Yes mom",
Victor, already used to being treated like this, shot towards the door of the house to leave before his mother decided to knock him before school. Arriving at the bus stop, Victor his only friend, William, William was not a popular boy, he was 1.70 tall, light brown eyes and hair, a thin physique bordering on anemia and always wore dark clothes to avoid attracting attention.
"Good morning William, I really didn't expect to see you here today at the stop",
"Well... My mom caught me skipping class, I don't know if I'll survive this afternoon."
The two were chatting while waiting for the bus to arrive, after the bus arrived, the two entered and sat together on the first bench, this was a bench that nobody looked at, so they could be in peace in this place.
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"We're here… Sigh", Victor said as he sighed.
"Today is going to be hell, most of the teachers and coordinators are absent today, they won't feel sorry for us Víctor", replied William with a depressed expression.
After getting off the bus, the boys enter the school and are faced with their first misfortune, Rufus, he was a boy in the last school year, a classic bully, red eyes and hair, an athletic physique, branded clothes and surrounded by friends from same nature.
"Hey Victor, look at the little bird", said Rufus pointing out of the school.
Victor looks back looking for the bird and when he looks forward again, Rufus's fist has landed on his nose knocking him to the ground.
"Fuck Víctor, I said watch the bird, not wipe my hand, are you an idiot?" Rufus shouted, already thickening his voice.
"Sorry Rufus, I'm an idiot and I couldn't find the bird", replied Victor still on the ground.
"Look at you man, on the floor with a nose about to bleed, so it looks like I'm the bad guy, come with me, let's fix this."
Victor with no choice, gets up and starts walking behind the bully, William takes advantage of the fact that no one is looking and disappears.
In the bathroom:
–Bang
Accompanied by a loud sound, Victor's body is thrown under the sink of the school bathroom, this bathroom is a classic school bathroom, toilets in cubicles, sinks and urinals.
"Ugh… Fuck, that hurts," Victor said as he moaned in pain on the ground.
"No, no, no, swearing is a very ugly thing... Let me correct that mouth of yours."
Before Victor can say anything, Rufus grabs him in the chest and starts punching his face non-stop, focusing mainly on his mouth.
"See fuck, when I talk to you, you can only bark like the shitty dog you are, just die soon, maggot." Said Rufus as he punched.
After a long beating, Rufus stops punching, pulls a cigarette from his pocket and lights it, before going back to his activity and starting to kick the guy in the stomach on the floor.
"Yes, smoking while kicking you really gratifies my morning."
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–Uummmm
"Tsk, the bell rang and first class is about to start, see you later doggie." Said Rufus before leaving for his Classroom.
Victor didn't make any more sounds, he just lay on the floor in a fetal position for another twenty minutes. After the pain from the beating subsided a bit, he got up and looked at the sink mirror, his black hair was all messed up, his black eyes surrounded by thick circles were purple and would probably swell later, his mouth was all bruised, I know poor anemic physique could hardly support himself on his feet, seeing his current state, Victor leaned against the wall, resting until the beginning of the second period.
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Upon hearing the siren, Victor got up and crawled towards his classroom, arriving there, everyone including the teacher who was already in class just ignored him, they were already used to such a routine. The morning passed quickly, luckily Rufus seemed to have been chosen by the soccer team as the starting player for the tournament, so he didn't return for the second round. So Victor finished his school day and rode home together with William on the school bus.
"Bye William, hope to see you on Monday."
"I hope you can see me on Monday too."
After Victor left on the bus, he went to a park in the area and sat on a bench, waiting for the time to pass.
"Good afternoon, young man, are you all right?" Said an old lady as she sat next to him on the bench.
"Good afternoon, I've had better days, ma'am." Victor replied.
"Hmm, I'll cut to the chase, you don't seem to have a face of one who has a lot of money..."
"Does poor person have a face now, ma'am?"
"Sigh... Would you like to earn some change?"
At that moment Victor opens his eyes wide, and wonders, 'Is this when I become a drug dealer? My first job as a delivery man.'
"But of course, there's nothing this Victor won't do for a few bucks."
"Good to know, I love energetic young men like you, follow me."
'Finally my chance to change my life has arrived' Victor thought as he followed the Old Woman.
The two went to a nearby bathroom in the area and entered a cubicle, at that exact moment the old woman simply took off her clothes, showing her wrinkled pussy and sagging breasts.
'This old lady is one of the good ones in the business by the looks of it, she managed to stuff the package inside, worthy of my future boss.'
"Come on kid, what are you waiting for?"
'I see, this is my test, I need to remove the package myself, well, I can't fail under any circumstances.'
Coming out of his deep thoughts, the boy deftly inserts his hand into the old woman's vulgar hole in search of his package, but the old woman gives a groan and then slaps the boy in the face who is confused.
"These young people... If you use your tongue imbecile!" shouts the old woman as she forces Victor's head into her genitals.
Victor a bit confused, just keeps rubbing his nose on the old woman's clit, until a white liquid flies in his face, making him even more confused.
"Ahh, ahhh, that... Ahhhhhhhh."
After the liquid splashes two or three more times in the boy's face, the old woman gets dressed again, throws a 50 Zion note at the boy, and leaves as if nothing had happened. The boy stares at the note for a while, trying to understand what just happened, after a while, he gets up, washes his face and leaves the bathroom towards home, determined to forget what just happened.
"What a bad start..." Victor mutters going home.