Okan was a teenage boy living in the small town of Birtingham.

Being a natural genius and hard-worker, his parents were proud of him.

But if his family showered the boy with love, the situation was different outside.

Okan was not particularly good-looking, and the poor boy inherited the mean look of his father.

No matter where he went, he could feel the eyes of a hundred superficial individuals staring at him.

No matter where he went, he could hear the whispers of a hundred superficial individuals mocking his look.

At school, his classmates–corrupted by jealousy, envy and a feeling of inferiority– would avoid him.

The kind-hearted Okan, who wanted friends more than anything else in the world, tried his best to change so as to please others.

Unfortunately, no one wanted to give him a chance.

When he tried to act less intelligent, they blamed him for implying they were stupid.

When he tried to start a conversation, they would ignore him.

When he tried to help, they would push him away.

Okan wanted to understand why people hated him so much, but no one ever gave him an answer.

No one tried to understand him, and no one wanted to understand him.

Okan spent countless nights crying in his room, but his parents were always there to support him and give him the strength he needed to leave the house every day.

Until the tragedy occurred…

During a rainy night, his parents decided to cheer up their son and went to buy his favorite food.

But they never came back.

An hour later, Okan received a call. The voice at the other end was faint, but he could recognize his mother.

The woman seemed to be in pain, but she nonetheless gathered all her strength to tell her son “We love you and we always will,” before ending the call.

Later, Okan learned that his parents had died in a car accident. His heart shattered.

The young boy cried to the point of choking, but no one was there to hold him in their arms now.

The only two people who truly understood him and loved him for who he really was were dead–and nothing would bring them back.

Many were those who came to give him their condolences during the funeral. The people who once never cared about him and never tried to understand him were now telling him words such as “We understand your pain” or “We are there for you.”

But it did not matter to him anymore. It was too late.

The world had fallen apart the moment his parents died, and all he could hear were the last words of his mother before dying.

Unable to keep living in this cruel world, Okan swallowed a whole bunch of sleeping pills and fell into an eternal slumber.

A note was found near his corpse, on which could be read:

I love you Mom and Dad.

Source: The lonely boy who wanted to be loved

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