Fallen from the heavens

“5 more days! 5 more days! I can’t wait till the newest manga comes out. I am buying everything.” My name is Isamu Saito. I’m 17 years old, and I’m a total loser. Yup, I’m not popular. I stick to myself and everyone avoids me. It’s such a peaceful world. Or so I thought. I continue about my regular day. You know no car, just me and the good ol sidewalk. When I walk I think about something, but today was different. I mean, like I realize my life is s**t but I’m over here feeling regret like you recognize that sense before you die. The one that all humans fear. When your life flashes before your eyes. I’m 17 years old and walking home from school. I live by myself. My parents died of a chronic disease. My grades are well above average, but all else seems to be an endless pit of s**t. “I wish everything could just change,” When I got home, I had the most horrific feeling. My heart stopped, my blood went cold. Everything around me felt frozen, and I knew why. I was in the presence of death. I turn to look him in the eyes and I see…nothing, I think I’m going f*****g crazy. I could have sworn I was an inch from death just now. Wait, when did I become so self-aware. Or is this how everyone else sees me? Man, it’s been a day I might as well make myself something to eat. As I sit alone in my home, all the pain and anxiety and everything I had to endure outside of my home hits at once. The stress I’ve put my body through is enough to kill a normal human. They always presented life in such a peaceful manner, full of happiness and love. But me I don’t care about anyone. I value nobody’s soul more than another. “Ughhhhhh, this is all I do every day. Go to, school come home and despise everything.” After that, I went to bed. Man, I despise this world…