Bad days.

Everyone would eventually get a few, some more than the others.

You might forget your umbrella on a rainy day, getting soaked with nowhere to hide. That’s a good example. You might even slip and fall nearly breaking your back, the best you could hope for is a splash in the mud.

Getting sick when you have an important day, losing your wallet, breaking up with your girl... etcetera etcetera.

Sometimes those days could go so bad to the point of being hilariously funny, you just can’t help but laugh when you survive them.

How worse could it get? Listen closely, never ask a bad day “is that all you got?”. That’s the most stupid thing you could ever do.

I’m, or at least I like to think I’m, a normal seventeen years old high school student. Alright, normal isn’t exactly the right word to describe someone in my situation.

I said I’m a seventeen year old, that part is true, a high schooler? Not exactly. It’s been a while since I last left my precious PC and went outside. The only reasons I ever exited my room are food, shower and toilet. Limited releases and collectors edition games were once in the list but I no longer bothered with any of those.

This weekend was different though. It’s my birthday, ya~~y… of course with it being years since I celebrated the worst day of my life I got this brilliant idea to go out and have some fun. Bad decision number one.

My parents were somewhere out there enjoying their thirteenth honeymoon or something like that. A part of my mind told me they didn’t care.

I was just an accident that one used to keep the other around. One thing they seem to agree on is that my face isn’t worth seeing, that’s why we barely met for the past few months.

I’m not complaining though. I have all the money I need to live leisurely so I’m fine being left alone. In fact I appreciate them being gone, the quiet life suits me well.

Pretty sure it won’t last forever though. If one day they decide to cut off my allowance saying I’m a liability I would just sell all their properties and drain their bank accounts. Modern problems require modern solutions.

When it comes to school I had a perfect attendance record at some point. Though with no friends to speak of let alone a girlfriend I never felt like I enjoyed going there. I was the invisible dude, the guy whose desk would be noticed instead of him.

Luck wasn’t my strongest attribute. If this was one of those other worlds you hear about in anime and games I’m sure my stats would have a -999 in luck.

My terribly bad luck was one of the few things I had confidence in. I knew all too well that something would go wrong with whatever I do, and the more optimistic about something I become the bigger a screw up it turns out to be.

That’s right. School was one of those things I screwed up. I had a perfect attendance record, but that was until a few months ago before I stopped bothering and shut myself in my room. I stopped attending because of a certain incident I never understood myself.

Well, School might’ve been like that but at least I had a friend outside... maybe? A weird one, indeed. It’s been a while since I last saw her so I’m starting to believe she wasn’t real. Well I always thought it would be more realistic for her to be a hallucination.

Enough about the depressing old days, let’s talk about how bad this one in particular was. It’s a summer day, the viscous sun burned my eyes. I went to this really good restaurant that everyone online talks about and ordered something from the rather expensive menu. The next half hour was spent in the bathroom.

By some miraculous misfortune an expired ingredient found its way to my plate. I kinda ended up saving a lot of people because I was the first to order that dish, but there is no way I would be happy about getting food poisoned on my fucking birthday of all days.

Next I went to the theater in a nearby mall. Guess what Avenger didn’t survive the snap? Well, I can tell you if you want since I got to hear the answer right after I paid for the popcorn.

Pissed off I decided to go back and waste whatever money I had left on micro-transactions. I noticed it too late but apparently I was walking on the wrong side of the road.

They were doing some march for whatever rights some new oppressed minority group demands. Or was it a rally against the bad bad orange guy? Not that I cared.

I was painted as the enemy in a few seconds, for no reason of course, then got pushed into an alleyway and beaten to a pulp.

Thankfully I recognized the faces of some of the perpetrators. They were students from the same school I dropped out of. I don’t know why but they sure seem to hate me even though I never ever spoke to any of them.

As I lay down on a pile of trash I noticed the girls in that group giggling as they snapped photos of the fantastic state I was in.

Man, I wish they would just disappear. This was supposed to be a joyous day. Thought the idea of celebrating another year of my life passing by when I achieved practically nothing while continuously suffering sounded awful.

I wish I could just die and reincarnate in some other world like in all those anime coming out lately.

On a second thought, considering my life up till now I’m sure that whatever world I end up in would rain all its misfortune on me. But before any other world gets its chance with me it has to wait for this one to be done first. Thankfully that should be close from what I’m seeing.

How bad can a day go?

What? There is no way it can get any worse than this? You don’t say…

Getting food poisoned then hearing spoilers for the most important movie of the decade. Encountering a bunch of thugs then having your miserable state exposed on the net. There is no way anyone’s birthday can get any worse than this, right?

Well, try adding a freaking alien invasion to the mix!

Here, have some space ships with space humanoid lizards and some space laser guns! How about some screams and blood? Panicked crowds sure make a more realistic atmosphere.

But seriously, how hard did that dude hit me to make me see those things? Though I have to say I could watch the girls who laughed at me being devoured on repeat for days. It would've been more satisfying if it wasn't just a hallucination though.

Wait…

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“IT’S A FUCKING ALIEN INVASION!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Thanks to me losing my shit one of the ugly lizard faced green creatures noticed my existence. Telling one of its friends to hold its prey, the green alien took out what resembles a generic laser gun you see in any sci-fi game and without much of an effort blasted a hole through my stomach.

What a day. No, what a BAD day.

I’m actually impressed. My life ended at the start of an alien invasion. The world is going to end and I won’t get to witness it, what a shame.

I tried to breathe but I was already vomiting blood. As it turns out they got a part of my lungs too.

Well, nothing I can do about it. I didn’t get the usual truck treatment so I wonder if the world I’m going to end up in would be any better than this one. That’s said, I’m glad it’s ending.

I should sleep for now, something is supposed to happen after you pass away, right?

My consciousness started to fade. There was no system notification, no cute goddess waking me up, no sudden awakening inside a toddler’s body.

Only never ending darkness that went on and on. I’m too tired to think about it, and the lights are out. It feels pleasant too.

An alien invasion.

Haha.