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High School Days: Platoon
by Trojanonymous


Part 1

When we had everything we wanted, we don't feel contented. As if something's missing in our life.

I was born wealthy. My parents gave me anything I wished for, except their attention.

People despise me for what I have, but I despise them for what they have that I don't.

One time I asked my parents if I can get a girlfriend, but they locked me up and they got mad.

Atensyon lang naman nila ang gusto ko eh, hindi mamahaling gamit, hindi mamahaling damit, hindi mamahaling pagkain..

Ilang beses na akong umiyak dahil sa inis. I wished I was not born rich. Rich people really have issues.

Pero isang araw, nagising na lang ako na pagod na umiyak, magkulong sa kwarto at sawang sawa na ako maglaro sa harap ng computer ko.

I wanted to rebel. I wanted to get their attention by causing troubles. Ganon naman sa mga drama hindi ba? The best way to get your parents attention is to make them called by the school's disciplinary office.

At hindi nga ako nagkamali. Galit na galit sila kapag tinatawag sila sa school.

But that made me want to rebel more. Palagi silang galit sa mga gulong kinasangkutan ko pero ni minsan hindi nila tinanong kung okay lang ba ako, o kung masakit ba yung sugat ko.

I always fight with my schoolmates. Whenever they say something bad about me, i punch them right away. Wala nang satsat!

Wala akong paki kung uuwi akong putok ang labi o kaya'y puro sugat.

I'm a lonely guy after all, no one will care.

May tropa naman ako, pero kung da-dramahan ko sila ay baka tadyak pa ang abutin ko.

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