Now I Know Why

Nobody really knows me at all in INTEC. They just know me physically and some visible traits that even strangers will know. I think it's time to tell the world about myself.

I had quite a bad childhood, maybe worse than Rowina's. My childhood is nothing comparable about money, status and intelligence. It was beyond of all.

When I was seven years old, eventually I went to the same school as my toddler friends. Maybe I was just afraid of going to school, so I stick with them. Compared to now, when I was seven years old, I was a very little girl and easy to be bullied. At first, I thought this was what friends do; picking their food containers and carrying their stuffs around. They said, "If you keep wanting to be our friends, then be our slaves.” I wished I had a recorder to record what seven-year-old girl could said to her 'slave'.

Don't bully me... sob sob..

I was scared I will lose something that was so not worth it. But I kept staying close with them. They are rich, smart, beautiful and I was just a ordinary, dull-looking, average girl. The situation stayed like that for about two months (it might be longer because the memory seemed vague now) until my sisters discovered I was bullied. And then it came to the discovery from my mother.

My mother went berserk. She was pissed off. I remembered her red face. I thought she would sympathized me. I was wrong. She did something opposite. She beaten me into pulp and my body got bruised. I thought my mother didn't love me. I had to wear a ton of body powder to cover my bruises. And those bullies just became speechless when they saw what happened to me when they messed up with me.

One problem solved. But since then, I had issues with my mother. And it took a long time for me to know that she did it for my sake. Even though it was no longer common for parents to beat their children to discipline them as to say that it against human rights, it happened to me and I know the effectiveness.

Stop!! Stop making me feeling more depressed than I ever was.... 

It made me realized that no matter how many people protect you, stand beside you, let you fight for yourselves. My mother might overreacted with the bruises and such, but at least I got the message. Nobody is perfect but we have to help ourselves to realize that.

So, status, wealth, fame and everything... don't converse with me if you don't have enough experience. I knew what is what since I was seven-year-old and it will became my wakeup call eternity.

By, Miss Yoo