" Ahh! Why my head is hurting this badly ?!" A young man who appeared to be in his eighteens , groaned in pain as questioned himself.
But then he felt the pain in his head lessening and became somewhat bearable so he tried to stand on his feet as he tried to remember what had happened to him but couldn't .
Ray couldn't remember anything after that incident in his college , the incident which he wanted to forget so badly , the incident which made him aware of his first wrong judgement.
And as the memories of that incident started appearing in his mind , the anger suppressed deep within him from the long time started coming out of him , breaking all the mental barrier he made to suppress it .
The anger born from the unfairness of the world , from his poor background , from the taunting of some free guys who were free enough to make his already difficult life hellish .
But what can a poor orphan like him do with his anger ? It's not like fiction where he can run from the reality . No , this is real life where he had to face the harsh reality. So like all other frustrated people in the world , he suppressed it , and moved on . And surprisingly his roaring anger always calmed down but today it is different.
Today he can't suppress it anymore as it refused to be suppressed and become untamed . His hands gripped the edges of his bed tightly as he tried to suppress his untamed anger but then-
While he was thinking this , suddenly he heared some sound which distracted him from his anger -
Crack!! Cra-ack !!
"Huh , what is this sound ? It is as if something was breaking . This sound is definitely coming from this room but what can break in this already broken room?"
Ray thought out aloud as he saw the state of his broken room but then he felt something in his hand so he turned his eyes toward it .
But what he saw , made him confused and shocked as he saw that the edge of his bed which was the only thing unbroken in his room , also broke due to his tight grip which should be impossible considering his malnourished body and it never happened before when he gripped them more tightly .
Ray who was questioning whether he still was in his dream , raised his hands to see how can they broke the solid wood but when he saw them , his thoughts were-
' I am definitely still dreaming '
Ray's thoughs were like this because his hands which were previously bruised due to the incident , appeared as if they were never used to work as the skin of his hands appeared smooth and little more paler.
So he wake up himself , he pinched himself on his new muscular and pale arm. But he felt pain
" I felt pain , I felt pain so this is -"
" Real "
Ray couldn't complete his thoughts as he suddenly heared a voice in front of him which startled him ....