A shitty dream

Passing through the crowd, I reached the stage as the anchor announced my name for the Best novelist of the year. I saw thousands of people praising and cheering me. I was really in tears but then I saw my friends, my friend's friends, my neighbors, my siblings, my mom, and dad, wait my whole school is here

what the shit who gave them entry and who the hell told them about my award ceremony, my shitty crawling insect friends are flirting with girls in front of me and here I am standing on the centre of this stage but no one is listening.

God please never bless them.

As I was preparing my speech I saw my dad trembling with excitement I felt proud of myself, eh but what a second why the hell is holding whisky and laughing with someone's else wife but I ignored him, then I start looking for my mom but she's busy bitching with other ladies. As I saw my crush I waved at her but she overlooked me and now my heart is crying , what .... my little five years old ancient hanger crap shit I mean my smartphone is here and waving at me what it's in human form , wait by any chance this little five years old ancient hanger shit become other worldly good fucking martial artist system but why it's waving at me . our protagonist was waving back to his Little five years old ancient hanger shit, suddenly a strange but familiar sound distracted his focus and he raised his hand and smashed his ancient hanger shit smartphone .

Suddenly his mom punched him and he came back to his senses just to find out that he broke the phone screen completely .

What the hell I am doing here, where's my award and chicks with big oppai like in anime and manga, no.

{ Our protagonist who dreams of becoming world's number one author were fall into his work and slept like a dog for 14 hours nonstop }.