Arm :

A boy who was only 15 years old at the time had a strange phenomenon happen during his birthday. His fifteen years are just right. It was like a bolt of lightning that struck the house, striking hard. Other people were injured, but only him was not hurt at all. Some were seriously injured to the point of death from the force of the lightning. Not long after his birthday, something strange happened around him all the time. Until sometimes he thought he had gone crazy.

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Today is my fifteenth birthday. I don't need much, just having a meal with the whole family is a good dream for me on my birthday. But now I go to school and I'm not home. I see that there are activities that need to be completed by this weekend, so I inevitably have to come and help.

My name is Arm, that's the name my parents gave me. I won't tell you the real name, but it's best to call me Arm. Everyone might be wondering if I have any friends. I can honestly answer 'no'. It hurts. I'm confused as to how I've managed to survive until now.

"What's wrong with your arm?" That's my friend in class. His name is 'Toy'.

"I'm sorry, but is there anything else I can help you with?" I'm a polite person with everyone. If I'm rough, I won't be rough again. Because my mother told me that it's not polite to say rude words.

"do not have! Why can't you just call me that!?" Why do you have to be upset with me?

"Yes, you can call me." That's all I replied.

"Calm down, Toi." That's for close friend Toi. His name is 'Payu'.

"Dammit! I'm not hot-headed!" Even though I'm not hot-headed, that's still the case.

"Oh, you're not hot at all," said Phay in an annoyed tone.

"I'd like to go back first. It's already four o'clock in the afternoon." I told the two men before walking out.

"Oh, go back!" Ao raised his voice at me again.

@Baan Arm

I walked all the way to the front of the house at 5:30 this evening. The house was quiet, no one was there. Why didn't mom and dad tell me today was a holiday? Why don't you all rest? Where do we go out again? I don't call on the phone to tell me. I'm secretly disappointed.

Should I go into the house immediately or wait for Mom and Dad to return and then enter the house together? But it's late now. When did you guys leave the house? Why haven't you returned yet? Oh! The house door isn't locked. It's not that I don't have a key, I do. But why isn't the house locked?

Knock~ (Sound of door opening)

     "Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you Happy birthday Happy birthday Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you Happy birthday Happy birthday Happy birthday to you"

Is this a surprise for Knot's birthday? Hee hee hee, I'm happy.

“Pray, child,” my mother said with a smile on her face.

"..." I kept quiet and concentrated on praying. Fu~

"Happy birthday, child/Happy birthday, Arm," the voices of both parents and friends spoke up.

scorching! Suddenly there was a sound of thunder. But before I entered the house, the sky looked normal. Why does it look like it's about to rain? And the sound was getting louder and closer to my house. Why is lightning striking my face so scary? Scorching! All at once!

The last lightning bolt made everything disappear as if it had fallen.

•Morning at 6:00 a.m.

I woke up in a daze. And looking around the house, he found the house in a mess with the force of the lightning. Right now, the rescue team is rescuing a person who is still unconscious, along with the medical team diligently helping. There is only me sitting there, confused and my eyes open.

Why are other people's conditions so serious...and they're barely able to do anything? There's only a slight scrape that's all. I'm confused. It's the same house, so why is it only me who's still not hurt? It's a good thing today is a holiday. Otherwise I'd be in trouble. I don't want to miss a day of school because I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with my friends.

If something like this can't make me stop studying, it's not that family isn't important to me. But when I'm stressed or sad, studying helps me the most.

@hospital

Everyone made it to the hospital safely, and not a single person breathed their last on the way here. And I rode in the ambulance because I was the only survivor from yesterday's lightning strike.

Now that ten minutes have passed, the doctor says that everyone is out of danger and is recuperating in the recovery room. Because everyone is in serious condition. Plus, I also want to rest.

"Arm, Arm," the voice of a woman entering adulthood became louder. It's a voice I'm very familiar with after my parents.

"Aunt Chan," I said.

"What's the matter, child?" Uncle Chan looked very alarmed.

"I'm fine. But mom and dad..." I didn't want to say it, heck, heck.

"It's okay, child. Arm will go stay with you until everything gets better." Uncle Chan told me that.

"Thank you, Auntie Chan." I raised my hand in greeting to thank Auntie Chan's generosity in allowing me to stay with her.

"I'll take you back. I'll go visit everyone first and then come back^^" I nodded lightly.

I followed Uncle Chan in silence but probably wouldn't be able to visit anyone until they recovered. Because it was the order of the doctor who was responsible for taking care of this case.

"If we can't visit, then let's go home," Uncle Chan told me that.

"yes"

@Baan Aunt Chan

My Auntie Chan's house hasn't been here for a long time. It's still no different from the original sneeze. I really like the atmosphere at Auntie Chan's house. It's shady and very comfortable for the eyes and ears. It's like a place to rest your eyes.

"Uncle Chan," I called the owner of the name.

"Is there something wrong, Arm?" Uncle Chan asked me, confused as I called him without a flute.

“I have to go to school tomorrow. And my dress was all burnt. I'd like to borrow money from Auntie Chan to buy some school uniforms, okay?" I said directly without mincing words.

"Alright, then let's go buy it. I'll go with you," Uncle Chan said in a gentle manner.

"thank you"

•Morning at 5:30 a.m.

I woke up early in the morning to prepare breakfast for myself and Aunt Chan. In fact, I do it every morning because I don't want my mom to have to do anything that's too heavy. Even though cooking isn't that heavy, I don't want to do it. Let me tell you that my cooking skills, if anyone eats them, they must give a thumbs up and praise how delicious they all are.

"Wake up so early, Arm." Aunt Chan walked down from the top of the house.

“I wake up like this regularly. I'm almost done cooking. Aunt Chan, please go sit and wait." I told Aunt Chan.

"How long have you not eaten food made by Arm ^^" Uncle Chan said with a smile.

"Yes, Uncle Chan, please go sit and wait." I pushed Uncle Chan's back to go wait at the dining table.

"Breakfast has arrived." After five minutes, I walked out carrying my breakfast.

"Mmm, delicious as always," Auntie Chan said.

Not long after I finished with my routine at home, I immediately started preparing to go to school without forgetting to say something to Auntie Chan first.

"I'm going to school, Aunt Chan." That's all I said, then opened the door and walked out.

“Be careful, child,” Uncle Chan said, coming up behind me.

No sooner had I walked out of the house than I ran into a group of kids fighting on the side of the road. They were coming closer and closer to me and I didn't pay any attention until they reached where I was. And they still quarreled non-stop.

"What are you going to do about it?!" It was a quarrel between students from different institutions.

"What are you going to do about it?!" Both sides argued back and forth.

wad! He suddenly pushed the other person until he crashed into me. Until I lost my balance and staggered off the sidewalk and a car came by.

"Ah!"

I'll come again.