A Boy

One the top of a building there was a boy who sat there daily and watched the world around him moving, his eyes glistened with the hidden sorrows and his smile disappeared somewhere in the air. Despite his sorrows, he smiled when he was with someone and everytime he smiled, he smiled the brightest.

He was not okay, but he couldn't explain to all others..

So he always kept that fake smile on his face...

He used to miss his dad because his dad left him and his mom.

All he could do is escape, the only way he could've escape is by sleeping a lot.

He was afraid to see and feel anything

He had so much courage to hide tears behind his bright fake smile.

He remembered his life before all this happened

He miss the way he used to be

If he could've escaped one week to be the way he was 

He would be back to love his life.

His life was good until these things started happening and when he lost her younger sister due to disease

He loved her sister so much that they both used to feel empty without eachother.

One day, he was walking on the street surrounded by his griefs and depression and he saw his old school pal, as they were best of friends in the school, he went to him. 

"Hey Neville, wassup?" said the boy. 

"Hey Alfred" his friend said.

The boy was desperate to pour out his emotions to his best friend.

"It's been a long time so can we-"

"Maybe next time dude, I'm running late for my job" Neville walks away.

The boy's face turned pale, and he headed up towards home for dinner.

"Hey mum, can you describe loneliness?"

"What? What happened to you son?"

"Oh no! Nothing, just asking"

"If nothing has happened, so you don't need to think about these things."

He was off to his bed, but he always struggled to sleep those days.

"Now, the monsters gonna speak" he whispered and slept.

"You are completely worthless Alfred" a man's voice reverberated and Alfred saw nothing but a finger pointing him through the darkness.

"It's not working Alfred, I'm not happy with you" a girl turned her back to him and walked away.

"Hahaha, look here's the a**hole" a bunch of people laughted at him. He heard noises in his sleep, their words echoed and made him restless even while he was asleep. He woke up and his pillow was wet.

As he gets ready for the college, he walked out through the door and chose the opposite way to his college.

Once again he sat on the top of that building looking at the world running before his eyes, he looked up at the sky and the next moment everything went  chaos.

The voices of ambulance and car of cops were enhanced.

As the boy was no longer sitting on. 

Reviews

[Tazeen Ahmed]

The crux of the point made here is "loneliness". A really sad story. maybe, you could've imparted more strong sentiments. I'm never good at stories. In my recent (10th grade) assessment, I ended up cooking unsounding stories in my english paper.:p
You've completely mastered em.
Instead of "mate", you could have used fellow, friend, chap, pal..(it a wrong word I feel in this context).
Oh! He suicides in the end.
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Marvellous poem!

[Farhan Shaikh]

Thanks from your constructive review tazeen

[Tony Jordan]

Its sadly paradoxical Farhan- the one who loves him and will miss him most is unable to get through to him - perhaps because he doesnt allow them to.

[Farhan Shaikh]

Thanks for your time

[Vasilees Sybissyl]

How sad is this story! I'm no stranger to loneliness and you understand it really well too. Great work.

Love,
Vasilees.

[Farhan Shaikh]

Thank you so much

[Zoya]

A manifestation of reality this story is. Truly presents the dark truths of the world in front of the readers. You conceived the reality well and was able to put forth in front of us. Nicely done!

[Farhan Shaikh]

Thank you zoe

[Zoya]

No problem

[Hope]

The depth of emotions portrayed is brilliant.
Loneliness is hard.
Good story!

[Farhan Shaikh]

Indeed... thanks neetha

[Joey Nizz]

This is some story my friend, you wrote this beyond excellence!
Thank you for sharing it with us.

[Farhan Shaikh]

Thank you Joey...means a lot

[Joey Nizz]

Your welcome :)
Keep them coming!

[wordman]

this is really a great story my friend

[Farhan Shaikh]

Thank you Mr.wordman

[Priyanshi]

You wrote very well the story....a sad story.
keep on writing

[Farhan Shaikh]

Thank you Priyanshi

[Priyanshi]

My pleasure.

[Najam Us Saher]

It really hurts when you feel alone despite you have friends. The fact that the boy feels messed and alone and that led him to commit suicide is a serious issue of today's world. I like your concern and the way this story conveyed a strong message to find time for your friends and not only friends but also to strangers so that they feel that there is someone who cares. I liked this story. It was crisp and hard hitting.
I liked the picture as well, I imagined it to be exactly that way.

[Farhan Shaikh]

Thank you so much Saher...😊

[Najam Us Saher]

Ah, no need to mention it.
It is my pleasure.