Hello,I'm @yukiswonderland and When I was 11 years old, my parents were getting divorced because of my grandmother's provocation. There was a time when my mother had a physical problem and went to the hospital in the next city for a week. That week, my dad used me and my sister as leverage, and he learned some bad things on some porn sites, and then he sexually assaulted me for a few nights.
Finally, my mother came back and saved me. My father is different now. Since my grandmother died, our family has maintained a good relationship on the surface.At least at that time, my father and my mother had not divorced yet, and then the family relationship was good. I can only say that it was like this on the surface.
I remember it was a miracle that I wasn't pregnant.^^
Say and my grandmother, my grandmother is to let me this kind-hearted little girl, the only time and only to her early up the existence of the killing heart. She didn't like girls, so she always had a bad face to us, even to our family. When I was in primary school, they often quarreled, and then when my parents were not there, my grandmother began to nag me. Nag but or say no to me, I start to scold me when I am reasonable, and then I have a little idea that I want to go out to play is wrong, just like I just graduated from the sixth grade, and one day I want to go out.Then she told me that I would pick up garbage when I went out, saying that I was a monster or something. Then whenever I was more wronged than her, she began to cry, and then I was forced to beat her back. Not only did she not give us a sense of boundary, even when she often came to our house, the door of our room could not be locked, and then let us beat her back in exchange for pocket money, just like I had been working illegally for her. So I hate her very much. She passed away two years ago, and I was not sad at all. I cried at that time because I didn't want to wake my grandmother. Then because of her, our family can't hang red couplets for three years. We can only use old couplets during the Spring Festival, because we are the so-called filial piety family. I didn't even go to visit her grave.
As a result, I now don't like to watch rule34 and resist all sexual topics. I'm not particularly resistant, but I just don't want to say it.
Also, when I was in the third grade, when I was nine years old, I just got a cell phone. I log on to a social account, and I just send something every day, and then I make some dynamic atlases and add some good friends in my class. But there are a few older than me, they first seduce me with sweet words, and then let me show them my private parts, take pictures and send them to them.Some of them even stopped acting directly. I set up a few questions at that time. When I explained the purpose of my visit, there was an old man who answered me the question of what he wanted to add me. He said frankly that he wanted to f—ck me.
Then I have been bullied since the first grade of primary school. It was particularly serious in junior high school. At that time, my head teacher didn't help me. So the teacher and his classmates bullied me together. At that time, I was given a lot of bad nicknames by them, scolded a lot, books were thrown downstairs, trampled dirty, and some male classmates and another male classmate made bad rumors.
At that time, the students said that I slept with someone and married someone. Then there was a man who was good at English, and then he corrected each other's papers. He directly put the paper of the opposite sex classmate who played well with me on my face and asked me to kiss his paper. Then during that time, I never had no garbage in the box or in the desk.
Then our head teacher is also a beast. She is particularly superstitious. She will not only ask for our birth dates and so on, but also measure our birthdays one by one. Then she would suggest some students to change their names, because she believed that if they changed their names, they would study better.Then she cursed very badly, and most of the dirty words in our class were learned from her... Oh, I almost forgot. It's about me. Sorry.^^
I still say my own. At that time, the teacher did not allow us to have any hobbies, only one hobby of learning. I liked painting very much at that time, and I had painted. Come on, complain and vent. Once my painting was taken to the head teacher by my annoying male deskmate, and then the article happened to satirize her. Then I was scolded for a whole noon. At that time, I was almost scolded to kneel down, because I was in the teacher's apartment building of my head teacher, and it was on the third floor. I was almost scolded to jump from there.Then she called my parents. When my mother came, he kept speaking ill of me in front of me and said that I was spoiled by her. Then there was a case of anti-fraud, but I didn't do anything. I just didn't want to listen to the class meeting and always wanted to draw, so he caught me as a negative example. I also took the painting request at that time, so I was used as a negative example of fraud.
Once when I was studying, I picked up my notebook because I dropped it, and my hat was crooked. Then my head teacher patted me on the head and said I was a disgrace to her. The same is true of the entrance performance of the campus sports meeting. It is mandatory for all members to perform. I also dropped my hat. I picked it up with a perfect posture at that time, but she still suppressed me. How is it possible for a head teacher who even talks about bullying on campus like playing. Will you mind whether their students bully others or not?
Then when I was in the third grade of junior high school, I fell in love with a girl, but one day she said she didn't love me without warning, so we broke up. Then I was sad for four days, but the girl had depression, so I tried my best to be good to her. I thought we would go on like this.
I still congratulate them, after all, I can become a mental illness now, also have their credit.^^
Now that I'm a fictional romantic, I don't trust every real romantic relationship anymore.╮( ̄▽ ̄)╭
(bow)Thank you for listening to me so much. I'm done here.^^
(I spread out my palms.)These are assorted fruit flavored Halls mints. I love them. Share some with you!✧(◍˃̶ᗜ˂̶◍)✩
In fact, I said so much, I am embarrassed to give so little, you do not listen in vain. So I share m & m's, soda pop, marshmallows with jam and big dark chocolate cookies!ヽ(=^・ω・^=)丿