FAZER LOGINDad is my homeroom teacher. He loves using me to assert his authority. He firmly believes that the more I suffer, the more the other students will fear him, which, in turn, gives him more authority. When I help my classmate pass an eraser to their friend, Dad slaps me in front of everyone until my face is swollen. When I sneak a bite of my friend's leftover chips after class is over, he drags me to the podium and pokes my lips with needles until I'm bleeding profusely. Later, the school's head of discipline, Mary Milner, catches a pair of students dating on school grounds. Dad insists that I'm one of the culprits. He doesn't even give me a chance to defend myself and drags me to the hallway and strips me of my clothes. He then heads to Mary's office and says with a smile, "My apologies, Ms. Milner. It's my fault for failing to raise Zack properly. Don't worry. I'll definitely teach him a lesson he won't forget this time!" Mary frowns and asks, "Zack Curtis? He's not involved in this dating incident." Dad is briefly stunned before he nonchalantly says, "It doesn't matter. I'll still punish him as a warning to the others. Besides, Zack always breaks the rules. He has already received countless punishments. What's one more?" However, Dad doesn't know that every time he punishes me, I secretly deduct a point from him in my heart. I've already deducted a total of 100 points. I make my way to the hallway on the sixth floor and jump out of the window without hesitation. I wonder if my death will be enough to assert Dad's authority.
Ver maisThird-Person POV Justin finally made it to the police station.The police officers on duty stared at him. He was clearly dazed, but he was able to describe the situation to them in a firm voice."I want to make a police report!" Justin exclaimed. "I want to file a complaint against my student, Steve Norton, for slander, which resulted in my son, Zack Curtis, getting heavily injured."He then numbly told the police everything that had transpired, sparing no details.When the police officers realized how serious the case was, they made a detailed report and immediately looked through the surveillance cameras to search for evidence.Justin headed back to the school after he left the police station. He made a beeline for the principal's office and placed the resignation letter that he had prepared beforehand on the desk. After leaving the principal's office, he made his way toward his familiar classroom.It was recess, but the school was eerily quiet. News of Zack jumping off the b
Third-Person POVThe emergency room doors only swung open when dawn was about to break on the horizon.The head surgeon looked exhausted when he strode out of the room. "The surgery was a success. We've managed to save his life, but the situation is pretty grim. "Due to his severe cranial damage, we're unable to determine whether he'll wake up again or the condition he'll be in even if he does regain consciousness. "It'll also take a long time for his organs to make a full recovery. Also…"The doctor looked at Justin, who swayed unsteadily on his feet. His voice took on a mocking edge as he continued, "The patient's will to survive is extremely weak. I wonder what he went through."Zack was alive. But the doctor's explanations about the uncertainty of whether he would ever wake up again and his lack of will to survive were like blades slicing into Justin's heart."His will to survive is weak?" he repeated. "How can that be?"He stumbled toward the gurney that was wheeled out
Third-Person POVThe red light above the emergency room in the municipal hospital was glaringly bright.Justin was slumped on the cold bench in the hallway. He stared unblinkingly at the sealed doors, looking as if his soul had escaped his body.Alan left to deal with the paperwork while Jasper accompanied Justin. When Jasper tried to say some comforting words, he realized that anything he said was completely useless in the face of the tragedy that had occurred.The minutes ticked by. Every second felt excruciatingly long.There was no telling how much time had passed before the emergency room doors finally swung open. A doctor strode out, wearing a grim expression.Justin sprung up from his seat like a coil. He rushed over to the doctor and grabbed his arm, exclaiming, "How's my son, doctor? How is he?"The doctor stared at Justin, who looked rather pathetic and had a crazed look in his eyes. "Are you the patient's father?" he asked in a low voice."That's right! I'm his fathe
Third-Person POVA large part of the grassy field in front of the school building had been dyed a shocking shade of red.The police had cordoned off the scene. Paramedics dressed in white coats were administering emergency treatment. Several pale-faced teachers and school administrators who had heard the commotion were gathered around the stretcher.Justin pushed through the crowd and stared at the small, familiar figure on the stretcher.Zack was lying quietly on the stretcher. His uniform blazer had been pulled open, revealing the thin shirt underneath that was caked with dirt and blood. His face was still swollen, and dried flecks of blood still stained the corners of his mouth. His eyes were shut tightly, and his face was as white as a sheet. Several strands of his black hair, damp with sweat and tears, stuck to his forehead.He was so quiet. His silence was terrifying."Zack!" Justin screamed as he threw himself at the stretcher.He wanted to reach out to touch Zack, but


















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