Now, I'm pretty sure all আপনি guys think of me as a fun, lovable, and hyper person. I can see why আপনি think that. I play and joke around like everything is alright. Well... The truth is....I'm not who আপনি think I am.
The truth is, I hide my emotions from the world. No one knows who the real "me". I hide myself, দ্বারা being, kind, fun, weird, wacky, but I'm nothing like that. I feel as if everyone hates me. I feel alone...like no one cares. I act annoying, and obnoxious just so I can get attention.
As a kid, my parents never liked me. My father always ব্যক্ত he hated me. He called me worthless, stupid. He wished I was never born, অথবা someone else's son. He would have beaten me too, but my mother stopped him from going too far. My mother always told me at night that things would get better, dad would stop being so mean to me. But it never stopped. He treated my siblings like they were angles, but always treated me like I was a demon child. I never knew why.
Towards the end of fifth grade, kids started making fun of me just because I had cat ears and a tail. So আপনি already know Junior High was a living hell. People always picking on me, making fun of me, calling me a freak. I felt alone. So I was enclosed in my own little bubble. I ignored everyone and everything.
I am Kendall Brooks...
And this is the real me.
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Uhh..,.yeah! Did আপনি guys like it? I decided to write a short story about Kendall's dark side. So this basically says that he wasn't/isn't always so weird and hyper/crazy..
Uh.. yeahh..
The truth is, I hide my emotions from the world. No one knows who the real "me". I hide myself, দ্বারা being, kind, fun, weird, wacky, but I'm nothing like that. I feel as if everyone hates me. I feel alone...like no one cares. I act annoying, and obnoxious just so I can get attention.
As a kid, my parents never liked me. My father always ব্যক্ত he hated me. He called me worthless, stupid. He wished I was never born, অথবা someone else's son. He would have beaten me too, but my mother stopped him from going too far. My mother always told me at night that things would get better, dad would stop being so mean to me. But it never stopped. He treated my siblings like they were angles, but always treated me like I was a demon child. I never knew why.
Towards the end of fifth grade, kids started making fun of me just because I had cat ears and a tail. So আপনি already know Junior High was a living hell. People always picking on me, making fun of me, calling me a freak. I felt alone. So I was enclosed in my own little bubble. I ignored everyone and everything.
I am Kendall Brooks...
And this is the real me.
--
Uhh..,.yeah! Did আপনি guys like it? I decided to write a short story about Kendall's dark side. So this basically says that he wasn't/isn't always so weird and hyper/crazy..
Uh.. yeahh..