The Rejected

By Atif Raza

This book does not promote any kind of violence. It is about respecting every kind. Everyone is born unique. It does not mean that they do not have the right to stand with the rest of us. Some of them may be dangerous, but not all. If one of them makes an error, it does not mean that all the others will too do the same thing. Everyone deserves a chance.


Celebrate Uniqueness.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Partridge Publishing India
• Release date: Jun 14, 2018
• ISBN: 9781543702965

Atif Raza

Atif Raza, is a IX std student studying in India. He is passionate about reading, writing & gaming too. He firmly believes that there is no human being who is not blessed with talent. Failure of being rejected doesnt mean you cant succeed. It is just a matter of the right time, right place & right opportunity to unveil the power that everyone has bestowed in them. In this book, he brings out what the power of being Unique is all about. It is about an individual laying focus on what they believe they have what it takes to do; what it takes to shine on and what it takes to bring out the super hero in them. Atif is a strong believer in Starting Small, Aiming Big and maintain FOCUS all through the way; in the journey of pursuit of Success. To him, Failure is not the end of a dream, it is a mere stumbling bloc in the journey; one that allows an individual to pick lessons and improve on whatever they have set out to do.

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Copyright © 2018 by Atif Raza.

ISBN:      Softcover      978-1-5437-0297-2

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1 The Beginning

Chapter 2 The Beat-Down

Chapter 3 Police Detention

Chapter 4 Breaking In

Chapter 5 Fire

Chapter 6 The Call

Chapter 7 Breaking Out

Chapter 8 Alcohol

Chapter 9 The Nickel

Chapter 10 Project Adrenaline

Chapter 11 Fail

Chapter 12 Hospital

Chapter 13 The Origin

Chapter 14 Gracy’s Death

Chapter 15 Go Away While You Can

Chapter 16 Survivors

Chapter 17 The Evil Within

Chapter 18 Lily’s Betrayal

Chapter 19 The Rumble

Chapter 20 The End

PROVOLOUGE

Like every book, this too isn’t a solo effort. There are a lot of people who helped me, but here are some in particular:

My mom

My dad

My brother

My aunt

My friend, Abdul Bilal Ruhan Tahami (that’s his real name)

My grandfather

My grandmother and

You, the readers

This book is not all by myself. It was written by me in hard copy, and my friend Abdul Ruhan Bilal Tahami spent a lot his time and worked very hard to turn it into a soft copy. My mom, dad, aunt, grandfather, and grandmother were the ones who encouraged me to write more and more about what I like. Thank you all of you. Without you all, this book would just have been a junk written in a notebook. You all helped me I getting it published.

With that, I would like to welcome you to

The Rejected

CHAPTER 1

The Beginning

I’m Carl Anderson. I live in New York, but I’m a native of Africa. I’m a fully grown man, but my story begins when I started college, -the day I came to New York.

People usually think of New York as a very nice and polite place, a place where you can be anyone you want. But exceptions are everywhere. When I came here, I wanted to become a writer, but some people didn’t help a lot. Instead of being a writer, I started to be called as ‘nickel’. It was the worst thing that ever happened to me.

I think it is pretty clear to me why I got the name nickel. I know that doesn’t matter to most of you, but it does to some people I came across.

The first day of my American school- I still remember it. I walked through the hallway to the locker room, not saying anything to anyone, and no one else did either. But they all stared at me like I was an alien.

I reached class on time, and there was an empty seat there. I went to sit with a boy who was sitting alone, but he shooed me away, saying that his friend was coming to sit with him.

The only place left was one at the last bench, so I sat there. There was no one else around it. After a while, a boy came and sat next to me. He told me that his name was Franklin Johnson.

Many people became our friends, but some people used to ignore both of us for our