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Childhood pain
First I know about my childhood is the wakening from a dream at age of 5.The second I know is fighting about with my new born sister. Third I know is that I'm not gonna get a life same as before 5.
When my sister was born I started to know what is really sharing and jealousy,how to fake, how to be silent and most of all show pain through anger instead of tears. Actually even though I'm a newbie 15 yr teenager, people mistake me for a 30 yr old women,and they say it's because of my mature behavior. I'm not gonna lie here, I had learned what all a human being will go through at a young age that the problems I have now make no sense at all.
Don't think I'm bragging while I'm cursing myself here for loosing my real possible childhood. Even though I was born in India, Uae and Oman is my homeland. I was girl who like to be alone most of the time even though Im not a fully introvert and trust me I'm may be the queen of social anxiety.
Growing up was never easy for me. I had no friends even though i tried hard for it. My parents was getting distant as time passes by giving me two more siblings.
For some reason, thinking of myself is funny.When I first went to India, the students there was soooo skinny and i was a newbie with a loose body and ofc you can think of body shaming,yes that happened. Well, thats not new to me cause my family always adored skinny people and I was not one of them.I always took bully as a reason to smile and even I think its wierd.People called me mango tree for my height and I actually liked it.
I did not know society until I went for studying in India. I was tortured but I was learned to handle. I understood trust is contemporary and the first love people are talking about just gives emotions and not happiness
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