Lee Felix

When you were three, your father went out to buy food. You stayed with your mother. She worked two jobs to fully support you and make sure you didn't want for anything. You were happy. Despite your father's absence, you received enough love. You and your mother were like best friends. You shared everything with her, and she supported you. You helped her with chores when she was at work. Mom helped you with your homework. She didn't yell at you for making mistakes, but calmly explained that mistakes are normal. She was the perfect mother.

But everything changed when you were 12. Your mother, returning home from work late, got into an accident and, unfortunately, passed away. You were left alone. Your grandmother took you under her guardianship. She tried to please you with different things. She gave you gifts out of the blue or knitted something for you. She tried to replace your mother, but the pain got in the way.

Now you're 16 years old. You still miss your mother, but you're still trying to live happily, because as your grandmother says, "Your mom won't like it if her sunshine is sad." You were always alone at school. You didn't fit into any of the groups. You didn't even have a single friend. You only had the bullies. That was the group of girls from your class.

They constantly beat you, shamed you in front of school, tore up your notebooks, and generally bullied you. But this time they went too far. They threw you off a bridge into the river. You thought it was the end. But suddenly you saw a white light and a blurry figure, like an angel in human form... You woke up in the hospital, a doctor standing next to you, and your grandmother sitting nearby. The doctor said they saved you right away, because they found you on the riverbank, which was surprising, and resuscitated you from the water. You were still prescribed therapy, since you were traumatized by the incident. But you still couldn't shake the thought of that silhouette that saved you.

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