Era of Breakdown

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My name is Ash, that's not my real name, and in fact, I don't care what I'm called.

The thin girl in a wheelchair looked out of the window, and the flying birds outside the window were her only dream.

No, she has a special disease, her eyesight is declining every day, and the bird outside the window is just a gray shadow flashing at high speed in her eyes.

Her world is gray.

When I was in kindergarten, the principal was an amiable fat uncle. He would always distribute some snacks to the big guys, and then take those beautiful children to the office to help with homework.

But later, before it was my turn, the kind and amiable fat uncle was taken away by the police officers in the small town. I still remember that day when the fat uncle was surrounded by angry parents...

I don't really want to talk to other people of the same age, because there is really nothing to say.

My mother took me to various hospitals for examination, and "autistic tendencies" is the word I heard the most.

But I don't feel autistic at all, and I have a lot of good friends at home.

Big Pyrenees, Superman, Uncle Lamp, Twin Stars, and...

Being out of gregariousness seems to be a concern for the brats in the class.

They stuffed small pieces of paper into my eyes and between my nails. Although it hurt a little, someone was playing with me, wasn't it?

But after a while, I found that my eyes couldn't see things very clearly, so I refused to play this game.

Those friends were not happy.

When I got home and told my mother, my mother was just very angry and dragged me to find the teacher and those parents.

Mom was like an angry lioness, roaring at every enemy she saw.

However, the effect is not very good.

The next day, the way the teacher looked at me changed, and those friends seemed very angry. They said that they were being taught a lesson by their parents, and they wanted me to experience that feeling.

I don't understand.

Then I changed schools.

Going to another city, I met my father who I have never seen since birth.

A handsome man with a scruffy beard.

At that time, I didn't know what handsome was, but everyone said so.

I only know that my mother cried a lot, and then our family lived together again.

When my father came to pick me up from school in a car, that was the happiest time for me. My classmates were very envious, and even the beautiful female teacher who taught Mandarin secretly asked me about my father.

But the good times didn't last long. My mother often quarreled with my father. My father's car disappeared and the family house was changed. At that time, the word my mother said the most was "gambling".

Later, my father and mother separated. Others said that they were divorced, but I knew that they were never married.

When I first entered junior high school, many boys liked to approach me and write me some unknown things.

They would sometimes ask me to go out to play, but I only went once, and when I came back, I was taught a lesson by my mother.

I started to learn to say no.

I don't know if it's because of the problem of stuffing paper when we were young, or because we studied too hard, our eyesight has been declining until we wear glasses.

They said that I am more beautiful like this, and the teacher often said that I was the mascot of the class.

Although I don't like this word, since everyone is happy, then I am happy too.

One afternoon, I was caught in an alley by a group of girls. They looked ferocious, and all the words they spit out were insulting. I knew they were cursing.

It seems to be related to a certain boy, but I don't know who it is.

I was beaten.

It was the first time since I was a child.

A shattered lens stuck in my eye and I ended up in the hospital.

According to the doctor, fortunately, the current lens is made of resin, and it will not be too sharp when it breaks.

It's just that from that day on, I see the world in a more blurred way.

Mom seems to be in a lawsuit with that group of people.

We got nothing but some paltry money.

For the first time, I understood what a "minor" is.

I changed schools again and became the new mascot with my outstanding looks.

There are still boys who send me something, and I use the "rejection" I learned to reject them.

Study hard at the same time.

Because my mother told me that as long as my grades are good, they will not come to trouble me.

Mom has been coming home late lately, and I found out she was still in touch with that man.

Yes, "that man", my mother won't allow me to call him daddy.

Every night, what I often hear is my mother's muttering when she settles accounts.

It seems that because of that man, the condition of our family is getting worse day by day.

My big Pyrenees doll is gone, and my mother said that a grown-up girl doesn't need such a childish toy.

However, she never bought me a mature toy.

Mom seems to have made a fortune.

It was the weekend, and she was so happy that she decided to take me on a self-driving tour!

I don't know what's the point of doing this, I like home more than outside.

In fact, my choice is correct.

It seems that my mother has not driven a car for many years, and the newly bought car seems to have problems with the brakes, or it may have been

People moved hands and feet, this is what the judge told me later.

As for who it is, I still don't know.

At the time, all I could see was my mother's terrified face as she dodged the cat that suddenly sprinted into the road...and the oncoming van.

The last time I saw my mother was in the hospital.

The man told me she was gone.

That man adopted me.

Oh, forgot to mention, the doctor said I was lucky, the airbag fully caught me, but my legs stuck in the crush patch, no doubt not so lucky.

The man said that his ability was limited, and he only installed a prosthetic limb to maintain my aesthetics, but I couldn't move normally, and I had to sit in a wheelchair most of the time.

For the first time, I felt that the world was unfair.

That man is married to another woman, I should call her... stepmother? stepmother?

She was pretty good to me at the beginning, after all, from the perspective of daily life, the stepmother's family is relatively rich.

I have an older brother and a younger sister, both children of my stepmother.

My brother is very good to me, but sometimes his eyes are very bad.

Sister... She is a naughty guy, she always likes to call me lame and blind. At this time, my brother will always reprimand her.

When she looked at me, I saw a different kind of emotion in her eyes. The girls who beat me had this kind of eyes. Later, I realized that it was jealousy.

I don't understand why she should be jealous of me, a lame man, a "blind man".

Obviously there is a beautiful family, a comfortable environment, countless toys, and a large group of friends...

Due to physical reasons, I am not going to school anymore. My stepmother hired a tutor for me, and my studies are still going on.

I don’t know why, maybe it’s because I have a nanny to take care of me, but my stepmother didn’t replace me with a new power limb.

Maybe that stuff is expensive, so I just thought about it for a while, and it's a good life, just without my mother.

besides......

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