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With a loud "bang," I jolted awake from my bed, my heart racing as if it were about to burst from my chest. Cold sweat soaked my back, and I gasped for breath, staring blankly at the ceiling.
The dim room and familiar furnishings felt incredibly real yet hauntingly surreal. I instinctively touched my face; the rough texture confirmed that this was not a dream. Looking down at my hands, delicate and slender, I realized they belonged to me at fifteen years old!
I sat up abruptly, scanning the surroundings as fragments of memories surged like a tidal wave, crashing into my mind. The mottled walls, the old wooden desk, the yellowed textbooks—all of it was so familiar that it left me breathless. Had I been reborn?
I had returned to fifteen, back to the day when my nightmare began. Fear gripped me like a cold hand around my throat. I wanted to scream, to escape, to erase this painful memory completely. Struggling to get out of bed, my legs felt as heavy as lead.
I stumbled to the mirror, where a pale and terrified face stared back at me—it was me, yet not quite. I remembered that today was the first day of school, the beginning of my nightmare. I recalled how I had been cornered in the school’s back alley by Li Qiang and his gang. They laughed at me, humiliated me, punched and kicked me while I could only endure in silence.
I didn’t want to experience that pain again; I wanted to escape, to hide far away from it all. Bursting out of my room, I sought to leave this place filled with fear. But deep down, I knew there was no escaping; no matter where I went, the shadow of bullying would follow me like a ghost.
Wandering aimlessly down the street, surrounded by bustling crowds and the cacophony of noise, my heart felt empty. I drifted like a specter in this familiar yet strange world.
I tried to change the past by deliberately avoiding the back alley and choosing another route to school. I thought that would keep me away from Li Qiang and his crew, but I was wrong. At the school gate, I once again saw Li Qiang ’s nauseating face.
He and his gang of cronies blocked my way. They didn’t resort to the same old punches and kicks as before; instead, they adopted a more insidious approach. They spread rumors, slandered me, and isolated me, making it nearly impossible for me to navigate school life. It was then that I realized bullying is omnipresent; it permeates the air around me, suffocating my spirit.
Summoning my courage, I stood up to Li Qiang for the first time. I raised my voice to condemn him, exposing his wrongdoings. However, my defiance only invited harsher retaliation. Li Qiang, furious and humiliated, escalated his torment, pushing me to the brink of despair. I understood then that mere resistance wouldn’t resolve the issue; I needed to find another way.
I began to observe Li Qiang and his gang closely, analyzing their personalities and behavioral patterns in search of their weaknesses. I discovered that Li Qiang harbored a particular malice towards a girl in our class, Xiao Ya. He constantly picked on her, his words dripping with disdain and insult. Xiao Ya was shy and timid, always silently enduring his bullying without daring to fight back.
I decided to pay attention to Xiao Ya; I wanted to help her, to protect her. I attempted to communicate with her, hoping to understand her and earn her trust. Yet, burdened by past shadows, she refused to believe anyone. She regarded me with suspicion and even deliberately distanced herself from me.
I didn’t give up; I knew that to change our fate, I had to protect not only myself but also Xiao Ya. I needed to gather evidence of Li Qiang ’s bullying and bring him to justice. Taking a deep breath, I looked up at the sky. Sunlight broke through the clouds, casting glimmers of gold around me.
I know that the road ahead is long, filled with challenges and dangers.
However, I will not give up. I will use my wisdom and courage to change my fate and protect those I wish to safeguard.
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