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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Heres the story of this gurl... Here is the story of this very girl who writes this blog.... Her childhood was like any other one... cute, bubbly girl that makes the older ones happy. Once she gets scolded a little bit she would cry and go to sleep. That was when she was at the age of four... When she came to primary school... When she gets scolded and beaten when she is naughty, she would just cry and go hide in her room for the rest of the day. (How weak was she..) Finally, she came to the age of 11, which is primary 5. Same thing, when she gets scolded or beaten she grew tired of it and ignored their nags and scoldings and take them as chanting. When she came to the age of 13, she received many stress, many difficulties. She manage to overcome some but failed in many and was in dispair.... And again, when her parents scolded her, this time it was a little different...She stared hard at her mother and just yelled back at her. Because of all those stress her mother has pressed on her, she started to feel anger... she was no longer who she was when she was younger... she became short tempered, easily annoyed and impatient. At least there is something that she would be happy to see and cheer her up; a cute bubbly little baby or toddler. All she hope for now is that she would have a younger sibling soon be it girl or boy just one to light up this family's dull and plain life. And also, on the other hand, so as they can pin all their time to the younger sibling so that she will not be so caged by her mother controling her everything that she became so sick of and is going numb. This girl here is wondering when will she be able to have such a dream come true... Hopefully, it will be within her teenage life so she can enjoy the remaining of her teenage life for she had a very bad impression of her first teenage year.. Shedding alot of tear and being sad almost everyday but concealing it. Hopefully one day, everything will turn out fine. Hopefully.... |
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But baby, where they knock you down and out
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