Thanatos: War of the Fractions

One. Bizarrely.

I opened my eyes, I woke up again to live in this stupid world. Then I threw my blanket at the end of the room half-consciously, and mixed feelings of anger, sadness, and disgust.

I walked towards the bathroom at the end of my room, quickly washing my face with ice-cold water coming out of the sink. I took off my clothes, then washed myself under the cold water that made the surrounding air become just as cold. As soon as I finished my morning routine, I finished it in less than 10 minutes. I took my cell phone, I tidied up my stuff and I packed up all the school supplies today before I saw the wall clock hanging on my bed. 3.30 A.m., I snorted, opened my closet once more and picked up a small towel and a change of clothes. Today I'm going to stay the night, and tomorrow I'm going to camp with my friend's friend, in my small bag I put a thin change of clothes to save time. 

    I opened the door to my room slowly, then as quiet as an owl in the dark night I slid into the balcony door next to my room. I opened the lock, then I slipped out of the guardrail, climbed up on the roof of my neighbor's house, and ran and jumped up and down every roof of the apartment with a small flashlight hanging from my jacket, like a cat.

In this area the apartments are scattered where, which makes my footing more and more free. I headed north, skipping through the gaps between houses, skating on slippery roofs and running on every sloping surface I came across. After passing through about 20 or 30 buildings, I arrived at my destination.

I quickly went down the wall holding on to every grip. When I got to the ground, I walked casually across the quiet streets of the vehicle, heading to a small park with bright yellow lights. 

I opened my jacket and put it in my bag, slowly walking on the running track that surrounds the 2 km park. After a few meters I saw the middle-aged man with a firm posture and a giant-like large body, like an army preparing to open its stall, I accelerated my steps to approach him. When he saw me, he smiled, “You came again! Here's your bag!” with a big smile I gave her my bag, “now run! When you're done remember take it again here!” with great enthusiasm and a big smile he told me.

I just smiled and stepped onto the dim track. I began my steps slowly, and continuously at a fixed tempo and finally sank into my own thoughts. 

After 2 hours, my morning exercise routine is over. With sweat pouring out I walked back to the old man's stall where I left my bag. Before arriving, a towel was thrown at me from the old man's stall, “you rinse your body inside first! School starts in 30 minutes, right?!” without showing the trunk of his nose, the sound of the stupid old man thundering excitedly filled this desolate garden.

I just smiled a little, then quickly rinsed my body inside the small bathroom in his stall. As fast as lightning I put on my uniform, then coated it with my beloved dark blue bomber jacket. I put a little money on the table before I got out, then I quickly stepped my foot out of the garden, and climbed over the fence and onto the roof again. From up here I could hear the happy cry of that old fool. To be honest, it was always putting a small smile on my face. Then as the sun rose, I jumped back on the roof of the apartment of people I didn't know.

After about 10 minutes of jumping and running, I almost arrived at my school, there was no roof to be used as a foothold, I climbed down, I climbed down, and cleaned my jacket from the dust before walking down the highway to my school.

With my heart I turned before crossing the road to the roundabout 100 meters near the cursed school, my usual route every morning after jumping from roof to roof. “Ah the path is empty.” I thought, I casually walked across to the other side of the road, only 5 minutes and I will arrive at class, meet my day-sponsors and fools who only care about themselves.

Just as I was walking across, an SUV grazed at high speed. I was surprised, and reflexively I protected my head from impact, I rolled 3 meters from where I started, with my firefly eyes, I saw the plate, 1805, with pain all over my body, I'm trying to get up. A little part of my heart was hoping for accountability, but most of it was already overwhelmed with burning anger. I thought the driver would come out to help me, but I heard the sound of the engine trying to turn on, “ah, you tried to run huh?!” I thought that, although my legs were heavily injured by his actions, I forcefully ran at full speed until I arrived beside the driver's seat, I kicked him with all my remaining strength, using all my anger, using all my rage, making my eyes more firefly than before, a loud voice accompanied by the sound of the car engine broke the silence that morning.

When I passed through the gate, through a group of children checking school supplies, it was this child that I used to hate, just blocking the way. “Good morning, can you see what's under your jacket?” he said to me, this brother just wants to see my uniform.

I quickly opened my jacket zipper, showing a fresh patch of blood on my shirt, though not much, but it was clearly visible on this stupid white cloth. With a look of horror he looked at me, “you want to go to school or war?’ said criticizing.

I got out of control, I clutched his collar, I angrily looked at his face, like a wild beast ready to prey on helpless animals, “I just got hit by a run, I'm tired of your stupid logic, you know, and rather than you open your mouth, think with that stupid brain cell of yours, what to do first to the crash victim, amoeba brain base!” I said sniffling, he panicked, and his eyes looked around, a sign that he was helpless against me, when he saw my blood-soaked feet, he fell wide open, and went somewhere, I didn't care. 

I continued my steps towards my classroom, with all my remaining energy I opened the troublesome sliding door. School actually started at 07:30, and it's still 06:30, so it's usually just me and those stupid order-keeping guys. “Hey what's here! Griesta!” I turned to the end of the class, one of my best friends, Daniel, was sleeping on two tables that were made one, both legs straight and his body looked very relaxed. “Do not talk much, get alcohol and other first aid kits.” Daniel put down his cell phone, then looked at me curiously, I opened my whole jacket,

Daniel glared, then deftly he opened the closet behind the class to take the first aid kit. I undressed my clothes and took my uniform out of the bag. At the same time Daniel had opened an alcohol bottle for sterilization of my wounds. “Hold a little fella, I know you have any anti-pain ability, but this is terrible” 

I just smiled as Daniel treated the wound on my body, I was Griesta Maya Locke, the second child of my parents, I was born with a slight defect in my body, where I was less able to feel pain, like imperfect congenital analgesia, and my regeneration is 0.25 times faster than everyone else's. I lost my memory a few years ago, which made it difficult for me to have friends, because I was considered a strange child, and did not resemble them at all.

Of those people, only a few consider me a friend, Daniel is one of them. We've been friends for 7 years, which makes me like family to him. 

As Daniel treated my wounds, the pain I had not felt for a long time began to appear, I adjusted my breath, calmed myself, until the knock on the door broke the silence again. 06.40, who comes at a time like this? The open door showed the figure of a person who had a similar posture to me, but was somewhat more contained and his face bright inversely proportional to his shaped body. “Hey Gree! How are you?” the figure greeted me with an excited voice, but after he saw me who was injured, not wearing clothes, and smiling softly, with a face of disbelief he approached me, “you fell off the roof?” he asked while observing my wounds.

“So there was a stupid car with a stupid rider speeding on the quiet streets that turned out to be passed by me.” I said as I opened my bag to take out my lunch that was prepared by the old man in the park, well now so breakfast, “you tumben come morning Kris.” continued me while chewing the bread contents of sweet sweet sweet sweet sweet pineapple sour. 

Kris ignored my question, he opened my bag and took my uniform, quickly tidied up the white uniform, afraid that his finger would make my uniform as dirty as possible. Daniel had finished dressing the wound on my body with his makeshift gauze, Kris threw my uniform slowly, followed the groove, I put on my uniform, took off my trousers and put on my uniform's special pants, which fortunately is a pair of trousers and can close my wounds and prevent them from attracting attention.

I took my jacket and sat in the corner, where I was with Kris and Daniel, and sat down with my headset and my head on the table, trying to calm down by sleeping accompanied by the singing of metallica makes me more immersed in the world of my dreams.