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Lost Inspiration
Short Story Fiction
Pain. Suffering. Humiliation. Hopelessness.
This is how Richard felt as he walked home from school once again after another round with his bully, Mason. His face was full of bruises, covered in blood, and drenched in tears. His junior year of high school (the first year without his older brother, Carter, protecting him) was already the worst of his life.
He felt weak and helpless.
Once he got home, he found the house empty. He went to his room, which he shared with Carter. On his desk was his drone that he had been building. He's made many before, but Mason broke his last one and he was in the process of rebuilding it. He picked it up and looked at it.
"What’s the use?" he asked himself. "He’s just going to destroy it again, anyway."
With all his anger that was bottled up from being bullied that day, he threw the drone down to the ground and it shattered into pieces. After the release of his emotions, he stumbled into bed and covered himself with blankets. He kept slipping into a shallow sleep because of his emotional exhaustion, but couldn't fully lose consciousness because of his many racing thoughts.
After a couple of hours, Richard heard his door open and saw Carter walk in. His brother looked at the drone pieces scattered on…
