Seven years had flown by since the announcement of my mother's pregnancy, and my little brother, James, was now a lively presence in our family. Amidst the changes, Cedric remained a steadfast friend, our bond growing stronger with each passing year.
Discovering that our parents were acquainted further solidified our friendship, leading to frequent visits and shared experiences. However, as we entered middle school, the dynamics shifted, revealing stark differences between our lives inside and outside the classroom.At home, Cedric was supportive and caring, but in school, he distanced himself, aligning with the popular crowd while I remained an introverted outsider. Despite the contrast, I cherished his friendship, grateful for companionship amidst the isolation.However, the tranquility shattered when I became the target of relentless bullying. Harmless pranks escalated, culminating in a humiliating incident involving expired milk. The laughter, including Cedric's, cut deep, but it was the cruel taunt about my adoption that pierced my heart.Faced with public humiliation, I fled the classroom, seeking refuge in the gymnasium. Alone with my thoughts, questions swirled in my mind, chief among them: had Cedric betrayed my trust?As the school day waned, I sought answers, confronting Cedric at our usual meeting spot. His tearful apology caught me off guard, but it was his admission of guilt that left me reeling.Confusion clouded my thoughts as Cedric denied any involvement in revealing my adoption. His earnestness offered a glimmer of hope, but my relief was short-lived when he revealed an anonymous post on the school forum, exposing my secret to the entire student body.Despondent, I retreated to the solitude of our car, Williams's concern palpable as we drove home in silence. The weight of discrimination and betrayal hung heavy on my shoulders, overshadowing any joy from my father's announcement of my future role as CEO.The rejection and prejudice stung, a reminder of the injustices beyond my control. As I skipped dinner, drowning in a sea of despair, I couldn't help but question why I was targeted for something I had no say in.Alone in my room, consumed by anguish, I grappled with the unanswered question: why me? Amidst the darkness, one truth remained elusive—the reason for my suffering, a mystery I yearned to unravel.The next day, as my family and I sat down for lunch, the atmosphere was relaxed and jovial. James, my little brother, chattered excitedly about his day at school, while my mother doted on him with affectionate smiles. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and my father strode in, his presence commanding attention."Edward," he called out, his voice carrying across the room. Startled, I hurriedly swallowed a mouthful of food, which resulted in an unfortunate choking fit. James, ever the helpful brother, began tapping me on the back as my father handed me a glass of water."Slow down, boy," he advised with a chuckle, taking a seat at the table. "I just wanted to inform you about a program being held by the largest tech company in the world. I already registered you for it, and there will be an exam to recruit participants. It's a fantastic opportunity to delve into the world of technology.""Okay," I replied between spoonfuls of food, feeling a surge of excitement mixed with nervousness. "So,
The next morning, the sun streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. I blinked away the remnants of sleep and glanced at the clock—7:53 AM. Panic surged through me as I realized the time; the exam had already begun.Without wasting a moment, I scrambled to get dressed, skipping my usual morning routine in my rush. As I bolted out the door, my heart raced with anxiety, the weight of missed opportunity heavy on my shoulders.Outside, I scanned the street for the driver my parents had arranged, but there was no sign of him. With a sinking feeling in my stomach, I knew I had no choice but to run to the exam venue.Breathless and drenched in sweat, I arrived at the entrance, only to be stopped by a stern-faced security guard. "Sorry, kid," he said, crossing his arms. "The exam has already begun. I can't let you in."Desperation welled up inside me as I pleaded with the guard. "Please, sir," I begged, my voice tinged with desperation. "This exam means everything to me.
The next morning, a loud knock jolted me awake."It must be Cedric," I mumbled, making my way to the door.To my surprise, it wasn't Cedric, but James and my parents standing there.My heart sank as I realized I would have to confront what happened."Welcome back," I greeted them with a forced smile."Go freshen up and meet us downstairs," Dad instructed, his tone distant.After getting ready, I headed downstairs to find my parents talking to the Smiths.Dad stood abruptly, bidding the Smiths farewell before leaving without a word."Let's go, Ed," James said, taking my hand.The car ride home was tense, with Dad remaining silent and Mom looking worried.I wanted to tell them about the exam, but the timing felt wrong, so I stayed quiet.Once home, Mom took James to his room while Dad headed to his study.As I turned to go to my room, Dad's cold voice stopped me."Follow me," he commanded, his tone sending shivers down my spine.In his study, before I could speak, his hand collided with
As I strolled through the hallways the next day, I couldn't shake the feeling that everyone was staring and whispering about me.Whenever I caught someone's eye, they'd pretend like nothing was going on.With no friends to turn to, I just decided to brush it off and head to class, hoping to find Cedric.But when I entered the room, it was like all attention turned to me, and not in a good way.I made my way towards Cedric, but two guys blocked my path, refusing to let me through."What's your deal? I just need to talk to Cedric," I snapped, frustration building.Before they could respond, Cedric intervened, telling them to let me pass.Relieved, I approached Cedric, noticing his uneasy demeanor."I need to talk to you privately," I said, trying to keep a serious tone."Not now, Edward. Let's meet at the auditorium after school," he suggested."Sure," I agreed before walking away, the tension in the air palpable.The rest of the day was a nightmare. Everywhere I went, I felt the weight
The next day at school, my parents accompanied me. Dad stormed through the hallways, his anger palpable, while Mum walked beside me, her expression troubled.As we entered the administration building, Dad's fury was evident. He ignored the secretary's attempts to stop him, barging into the principal's office.Inside, Cedric and his parents were already present, casting curious glances our way. I couldn't help but notice Cedric's bruises, raising questions in my mind."Mr. and Mrs. Windsor, what brings you here?" the principal inquired, concern etching his features.Dad wasted no time. "I'd like to discuss my son," he stated firmly.Before the principal could respond, he continued, "Mr. and Mrs. Smith here made a complaint regarding your son."The principal urged us to take a seat as Dad pressed for details.As the principal mentioned allegations of bullying against me, I felt a surge of disbelief. The situation was completely reversed.He showed a video where Cedric appeared to beg me,
The following day, we returned to the school.Cedric and the other boys awaited their fate in the waiting room, their expressions troubled.They all looked very disturbed, especially Cedric, who appeared pale and anxious.“Sir, ma’am, please go in. Your son will come in if needed,” the secretary informed my parents.My mum turned around and gently placed her hand on my face. “Don’t worry, Ed. We will resolve this matter.”As my parents entered the office, I waited with the others.“Why did you have to tell on us? We’re in this mess because of you,” one of them accused the boy who confessed.“Don’t blame me, blame Cedric. He was the one who manipulated us,” the confessor retorted, his anger palpable.Cedric remained silent, his head bowed in shame.“Hey, Cedric, why did you do it? Your selfishness has now put us in a lot of trouble. If we get expelled, I swear I will make you pay, mark my words,” another boy warned ominously.No one said anything again, and we all just waited in silence
Just as I expected, my life at my new school was amazing. During school days, I had a lot of people who wanted to sit with me during lunch while during the weekends, my new friends and I went out to have fun.Soon I found out that Cedric was sent to Paris to complete his studies and he may be back after college.Apart from Elizabeth, the other person I was close to was David. He was the one who took my number and started involving me in group activities. David was more than just a friend; he was like a brother to me. Ever since we first met, he had this infectious energy that drew people to him. Unlike Cedric, who had a reserved demeanor, David was outgoing and always eager to try new things. It was David who took the initiative to include me in group activities, introducing me to a circle of friends that would become my closest companions for years to come.The three of us became quite close, and unlike Cedric, they never kept our friendship a secret. They always motivated me to try a
Present Day: The Abandoned WarehouseIt was late at night, the moon shining down, casting eerie shadows as I walked through the deserted streets. Container homes lined the path, empty and forgotten.A cold breeze sent shivers down my spine, raising goosebumps on my skin. Despite my wife's advice to bring a police officer, I pressed on alone, guided by an inexplicable urge to reach the abandoned warehouse in the distance.Arriving at the darkened building, doubt crept in. Was it wise to come here alone? Should I have heeded my wife's warnings?Turning on my phone's torch, I ventured inside, calling out into the darkness, hoping for a response.Before I could register what was happening, a sharp pain exploded in my head, and everything went black.When I regained consciousness, my body felt numb, my movements restricted by unseen restraints. Squinting in the darkness, I made out the figures of two men standing before me."Did you give him the drugs?" one of them asked, his voice oddly fa
Just as I expected, my life at my new school was amazing. During school days, I had a lot of people who wanted to sit with me during lunch while during the weekends, my new friends and I went out to have fun.Soon I found out that Cedric was sent to Paris to complete his studies and he may be back after college.Apart from Elizabeth, the other person I was close to was David. He was the one who took my number and started involving me in group activities. David was more than just a friend; he was like a brother to me. Ever since we first met, he had this infectious energy that drew people to him. Unlike Cedric, who had a reserved demeanor, David was outgoing and always eager to try new things. It was David who took the initiative to include me in group activities, introducing me to a circle of friends that would become my closest companions for years to come.The three of us became quite close, and unlike Cedric, they never kept our friendship a secret. They always motivated me to try a
The following day, we returned to the school.Cedric and the other boys awaited their fate in the waiting room, their expressions troubled.They all looked very disturbed, especially Cedric, who appeared pale and anxious.“Sir, ma’am, please go in. Your son will come in if needed,” the secretary informed my parents.My mum turned around and gently placed her hand on my face. “Don’t worry, Ed. We will resolve this matter.”As my parents entered the office, I waited with the others.“Why did you have to tell on us? We’re in this mess because of you,” one of them accused the boy who confessed.“Don’t blame me, blame Cedric. He was the one who manipulated us,” the confessor retorted, his anger palpable.Cedric remained silent, his head bowed in shame.“Hey, Cedric, why did you do it? Your selfishness has now put us in a lot of trouble. If we get expelled, I swear I will make you pay, mark my words,” another boy warned ominously.No one said anything again, and we all just waited in silence
The next day at school, my parents accompanied me. Dad stormed through the hallways, his anger palpable, while Mum walked beside me, her expression troubled.As we entered the administration building, Dad's fury was evident. He ignored the secretary's attempts to stop him, barging into the principal's office.Inside, Cedric and his parents were already present, casting curious glances our way. I couldn't help but notice Cedric's bruises, raising questions in my mind."Mr. and Mrs. Windsor, what brings you here?" the principal inquired, concern etching his features.Dad wasted no time. "I'd like to discuss my son," he stated firmly.Before the principal could respond, he continued, "Mr. and Mrs. Smith here made a complaint regarding your son."The principal urged us to take a seat as Dad pressed for details.As the principal mentioned allegations of bullying against me, I felt a surge of disbelief. The situation was completely reversed.He showed a video where Cedric appeared to beg me,
As I strolled through the hallways the next day, I couldn't shake the feeling that everyone was staring and whispering about me.Whenever I caught someone's eye, they'd pretend like nothing was going on.With no friends to turn to, I just decided to brush it off and head to class, hoping to find Cedric.But when I entered the room, it was like all attention turned to me, and not in a good way.I made my way towards Cedric, but two guys blocked my path, refusing to let me through."What's your deal? I just need to talk to Cedric," I snapped, frustration building.Before they could respond, Cedric intervened, telling them to let me pass.Relieved, I approached Cedric, noticing his uneasy demeanor."I need to talk to you privately," I said, trying to keep a serious tone."Not now, Edward. Let's meet at the auditorium after school," he suggested."Sure," I agreed before walking away, the tension in the air palpable.The rest of the day was a nightmare. Everywhere I went, I felt the weight
The next morning, a loud knock jolted me awake."It must be Cedric," I mumbled, making my way to the door.To my surprise, it wasn't Cedric, but James and my parents standing there.My heart sank as I realized I would have to confront what happened."Welcome back," I greeted them with a forced smile."Go freshen up and meet us downstairs," Dad instructed, his tone distant.After getting ready, I headed downstairs to find my parents talking to the Smiths.Dad stood abruptly, bidding the Smiths farewell before leaving without a word."Let's go, Ed," James said, taking my hand.The car ride home was tense, with Dad remaining silent and Mom looking worried.I wanted to tell them about the exam, but the timing felt wrong, so I stayed quiet.Once home, Mom took James to his room while Dad headed to his study.As I turned to go to my room, Dad's cold voice stopped me."Follow me," he commanded, his tone sending shivers down my spine.In his study, before I could speak, his hand collided with
The next morning, the sun streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. I blinked away the remnants of sleep and glanced at the clock—7:53 AM. Panic surged through me as I realized the time; the exam had already begun.Without wasting a moment, I scrambled to get dressed, skipping my usual morning routine in my rush. As I bolted out the door, my heart raced with anxiety, the weight of missed opportunity heavy on my shoulders.Outside, I scanned the street for the driver my parents had arranged, but there was no sign of him. With a sinking feeling in my stomach, I knew I had no choice but to run to the exam venue.Breathless and drenched in sweat, I arrived at the entrance, only to be stopped by a stern-faced security guard. "Sorry, kid," he said, crossing his arms. "The exam has already begun. I can't let you in."Desperation welled up inside me as I pleaded with the guard. "Please, sir," I begged, my voice tinged with desperation. "This exam means everything to me.
The next day, as my family and I sat down for lunch, the atmosphere was relaxed and jovial. James, my little brother, chattered excitedly about his day at school, while my mother doted on him with affectionate smiles. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and my father strode in, his presence commanding attention."Edward," he called out, his voice carrying across the room. Startled, I hurriedly swallowed a mouthful of food, which resulted in an unfortunate choking fit. James, ever the helpful brother, began tapping me on the back as my father handed me a glass of water."Slow down, boy," he advised with a chuckle, taking a seat at the table. "I just wanted to inform you about a program being held by the largest tech company in the world. I already registered you for it, and there will be an exam to recruit participants. It's a fantastic opportunity to delve into the world of technology.""Okay," I replied between spoonfuls of food, feeling a surge of excitement mixed with nervousness. "So,
Seven years had flown by since the announcement of my mother's pregnancy, and my little brother, James, was now a lively presence in our family. Amidst the changes, Cedric remained a steadfast friend, our bond growing stronger with each passing year.Discovering that our parents were acquainted further solidified our friendship, leading to frequent visits and shared experiences. However, as we entered middle school, the dynamics shifted, revealing stark differences between our lives inside and outside the classroom.At home, Cedric was supportive and caring, but in school, he distanced himself, aligning with the popular crowd while I remained an introverted outsider. Despite the contrast, I cherished his friendship, grateful for companionship amidst the isolation.However, the tranquility shattered when I became the target of relentless bullying. Harmless pranks escalated, culminating in a humiliating incident involving expired milk. The laughter, including Cedric's, cut deep, but it w
As weeks passed, Cedric and I became inseparable at school, navigating the challenges of kindergarten together. His friendship provided a sense of belonging and eased my anxieties about fitting in.However, the comfort of school contrasted sharply with the growing unease I felt at home. The announcement of my mother's pregnancy had left me unsettled, unsure of where I stood in my parents' lives.One evening, as we sat down for dinner, the atmosphere crackled with anticipation. My mother, a glow of excitement on her face, raised her glass to get our attention."Now that I finally have your attention, I have an announcement to make," she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with joy.My father and I exchanged curious glances, waiting for her revelation."I'm pregnant," she announced, her smile widening with each word.Dad's spoon clattered to his plate, shock evident on his face. My own reaction mirrored his, a mixture of disbelief and apprehension."Pregnant?" I whispered to myself, the word h