Sitting in front of reporters, when recounting their journey of falling, 16- and 18-year-old boys often bowed their heads, sometimes turning their faces to look away. Ignoring the arrogance and rebellion, the faces of those teenagers are still the faces of boys, children in their teens.
Vu Ngoc Dang's eyes (character name has been changed; born in 2008, living in Ba Dinh, Hanoi) exude stubbornness when chatting. Unlike other children, Dang looked straight into the eyes of the person opposite, his voice clear and clear.
According to Dang's account, he was born into a wealthy family, his father was the deputy director of a company in Hanoi. Since he was a boy in grade 3 - 4, Dang has constantly witnessed his parents arguing, conflicting, and even rushing to fight each other.
Your parents don't love each other and they don't hide that from us. You and your older sister grew up in a family of constant conflicts and quarrels. Both have lovers. After that, they separated.
Family life is too boring. I feel bored with everything, so since the second semester of 3rd grade, I have often run away from home. I wander around, stay at friends' houses. The older I get, the more I go. There are times when I go for a whole week, a whole month before returning home. Every time I leave home, gather with friends to race, only one person in the house usually texts, goes looking for and tells me to go home - that's my older sister" - Dang recounted.
In Dang's story, he resentfully blamed his mother. Mother did not care, did not love and even showed fear of her son. "My mother once wrote a letter from me, not claiming to be a son, perhaps because I was too mischievous" - Dang said.
Although knowing that he had caused a lot of hurt and suffering to his parents, according to Dang, both parents did not care about him. Dad was constantly busy, constantly on business trips, almost not at home. Mom wrote papers from you, tried to get a common house, transferred your daughter's name to sell...
Now, my parents have divorced. My mother took her sister to live in New Zealand. In Hanoi, there is only my father left. Occasionally, my father also comes here to visit me. He tells many stories about his mother and resentments. I see my father's suffering. It seems that he has collapsed. My father said, now he is only trying to take care of me.
Before going to New Zealand, my older sister came here to visit me, but my mother didn't. I heard my friends (their mothers played with my mother) tell me that my mother told her friends that she didn't dare to meet me. I was afraid and didn't dare to look at me, because if I looked at me, I might not have the courage to go to New Zealand anymore. But I didn't know. I went and didn't say a word to me" - Dang recounted.
When reporters asked, "Do you love Mom?", Dang replied, "I don't know. I used to hate Mom very much.
Dang still remembers the day his mother "deceived" him to go to boarding school. "That was January 9, 2022, I will never forget. That time was still during the COVID-19 epidemic. Mom hired someone to test COVID-19 for me, then said I was positive. Mom hired a car to take me straight to this school, saying it was going to a concentration camp for people with COVID-19. It was not until I got here that I knew I had been tricked out of the house, into this boarding school to study. At that time, I really hated Mom".
After a long period of being isolated from his family, living in discipline and order, being separated from electronic devices and a group of friends "playing the arch", racing, smoking, Dang regained his balance.
I still remember the first day after a long time, Dad came to visit me. He didn't say much, just shed tears. Dad knew my stubbornness and stubbornness. I also understood how much I hurt him. Now, I always keep in mind, I will try to live better - for the person who trusted me, and also tried for me. That is my father" - Dang said.
At 18 years old, Dang recounted that he had fallen into boredom, seeing life as tasteless and boring, feeling suffocated in a house full of hatred and arguments.
When racing, when I have an accident, fall, scratch my limbs, I find joy again, I find life less pointless. I fall because of that. I used to feel indifferent to everything. I have no emotions left.
Until I entered this school, met people like me, talked to teachers, saw my father's efforts... I also want to do it again, to regain the feeling of joy and happiness.
I'm about to take the university entrance exam. This Tet I will go back to Hanoi, go home to celebrate Tet with Dad. It's been too long since I had family meals. Since Mom and I went to New Zealand, every time I get to visit home, Dad is still busy from morning to night. Dad comes home at 9-10 pm. I will eat something temporarily, alone.
This Tet comes, I hope to have time to have dinner with my father" - Dang said, and this time, he said with a touching voice.
