What's a purple cornflake?

There's this child who arrives to this new school, and has problems making friends. One day, he sees a group of students in a circle whispering amongst each other. He steadily approached the group to get even a hint of the conversation, may he attempt to chime in. The group hears his awkward footsteps and simultaneously pierce him with their smug faces. Still, the boy musters his strength, swallows his spit, and asks what this secret conversation was about.

For some reason, the head of the group was not reluctant to tell him the secret. He was baffled by that. The head of the group replied that they were speaking of a *purple cornflake*. However, to the new student's dismay, he was instructed to never speak about it anyone, ever. As soon as he was briefed the group dispersed like the creatures that disperse from under a rock when exposed to sunlight.

The new student, had alredy decided, quite hastily that he would embark on whatever endeavor needed to find the origin of the abominable *purple cornflake* that dare not be mentioned to anyone, ever! The student later on raised his hand in the middle of class and asked to approach the teacher's desk. She acknowledged, and he ran up to her. His little quivering, immature lips spit out a broken phrase of what sounded like but was definitely like, "what's a *purple cornflake*"? The teacher, instantly enraged, told the new boy to take himself to the principal's office, and such behavior is unforgivable.

The student walked to the school's main office, and it was there in the front office, in front of everyone, he encountered the sad and cliche working class man. The principal got his rocks off by disciplining kids, and put the child on blast. He asked, " why did your teacher send you here, boy?" The boy replied, "becuase I asked my teacher what a *purple cornflake* was....What's a *purple cornflake*?

The principal instantly became enraged while deeply sickened to the point of vomiting. The principal then called the police and told him what kind of sick little monster they were dealing with. The captain himself, came down, running into the main office of the school with guns drawn. They tasered the boy and beat him tightly to break his already broken spirit. It was only till the boy awakened in his cell with the captain sitting right outside. The captain asked the boy, just why...why the child had decided to say and think such horrible things. The student persisted in saying he asked his teacher and principal what a *purple cornflake* was. He looked up at the captain with trembling eyes and asked, " what's a *purple cornflake*?"

The captain stood up, opened the cell door walked up and grabbed the boy by the neck like he were a rag doll. He exclaimed that he couldn't even stand the sight of the boy, that his words made his stomach turn. The captain said he didn't even want him in the jail.

The boy is faced with tough decisions at this point, pursuing a pointless and insignificant dream. No, he persisted that he was looking for the truth. Freedom. However, he couldn't return to his family with such shame that society had stigmatized him with. No, he stumbled into an alley where he crawled into a box with a homeless man who immediately offered his services for drugs. The child wasn't even phased, he asked the homeless man what a *purple cornflake* was with utmost prestige and confidence that surely only a war hero could possess. No, it was he, that day who possessed this pride. The homeless man put his maggot rotted hobo cheese dick back in his pants, looked up in that unforgettable disgusted face he had seen in so many others. The homeless man screamed, "get the fuck out my box, you can't stay here, sick fuck!" The boy crawls out the box, walks into the street, gets hit my a bus and dies instantly.