After ensuring my success and transition from middle school to high school, I was on my way to school, thinking that I would be ridiculed as usual.
However, I saw another person who was suffering just like me. When I looked at him, I immediately recognized the pain inside him because I had lived through the same struggles.
Every day, they mocked him, crushed his pride, and shattered his heart, and everyone just watched without being able to do anything.
But despite all this, he was very brave. He kept trying, trying, and trying again to stand up and not give up. When I saw him, I admired him greatly, even though I didn't speak to him because I was afraid that I would be bullied if I did.
One day, those students came to mock me, and I was very scared because they were more numerous and bigger than me, and I didn't excel at anything except studying.
When I thought it was the end, that person came to defend me, even though they were bullying him. After he finally managed to escape from them, he risked his life to come and help me. I was deeply moved and didn't understand why someone like him would risk himself for me.
I thought he was defending me to gain fame or for people to say that he was a hero. But in reality, he helped me every day and treated me with respect, never mocking me.
At that moment, I began to trust him because we were alike in many ways, and that's when our story together began.
After a few days, I was kidnapped by some bad people. I thought it was the end because there was no one who would risk themselves for me, and I didn't know anyone except that person.
But when I saw him come to help me, I felt a sense of relief and happiness because, for the first time, I felt that there was someone who cared about me and would help me.
This person is you, Mohamed. You are my dearest friend. I will be your friend forever, even if all your enemies come after you. I will be your support, even if the whole world turns against you. I will be with you because you helped me when I was weak, and I will also help you when you need me.
That is the entire story of my life, though I know I haven't told it well due to how miserable it is. I'm sorry, I know it's very boring, and I might seem pitiful.
Mohamed fell silent, placed his hands on his face, and tears rolled down his cheeks. He said, "How is it possible for this to happen? How could a child, who hasn't even reached adulthood, live a life like this? I thought my life was miserable, but compared to yours, it's nothing. I'm sorry for bringing this up. Don't worry, I'm with you. No one will harm you or bully you."
"Thank you for this," then Osama said, "I'm going to head home now. I've stayed too long." Mohamed replied, "I'm going too. Alright, goodbye."
Mohamed's mother had overheard their conversation and thought to herself, "What a nice friend he has. What a miserable life. But they don't know how horrifying Mohamed's past was. I hope they won't be shocked if they ever find out about it."
Mohamed returned home. As he was heading to his room, his mother called him and told him to come over. She asked him, "Did you use your power when you went outside?"
He replied, "I'm sorry, Mom. I used it because my friend was in danger."
She responded, "But you put yourself in trouble when you used your power because people might recognize you from bad individuals. Are you regretting doing this?"
Mohamed said, "I'm not regretting it at all. If it happened ten or a hundred times, I would do it again without hesitation."
She said, "Well, you say you don't regret it. From today onward, you will leave school and begin your training with me. I will train you harshly."
Mohamed asked, "Why leave school, and why will I start harsh training? What happened?"
She replied, "Because you used your magical power, its range has spread a lot, and we can no longer hide it. It was supposed to be four more years before you left, but because of the kidnapping incident, we decided you would leave in two years. However, now that you've used your power, we've decided you will leave in just one year. During this time, I will train you without rest."
Mohamed asked, "I don't understand. What do you mean by 'leaving,' and what is going on here? Can you explain everything to me in detail because I'm feeling shocked?"
She replied, "Alright, focus well on what I'm saying. If you don't understand, you can ask me to explain again."
Mohamed replied, "Okay, Mom, I will do that."