Childhood
The Little Girl On The Road
It was a Sunday afternoon, my parents decided that we were going to church together. Therefore, my brothers and I were bathed and clothed with some nice clothing. I took the little Holy Bible that my dad had given me the year before, and I held a beautiful purse, gifted by my elegant mom. My handbag matched my clothes and sandals. I assumed that I was pretty, without having any clue of what was going to happen that Sunday.
By Marie Cadette Pierre-Louis3 years ago in Confessions
On the Edge to Darkness
I feel like losing myself. I feel like falling into this drug that is you. You stay dormant in my head in front of the King of nightmares. You are holding keys to my heart that I fight to have. I opened my life to you only to find more wounds to be dug deeper. This drug feels so familiar. Like a drug that makes you an addict. I don’t know why or how to stop. I took a break and found a way to stop. I even moved on to a different type of drug just to erase you. Still, you emerge as if a lost soul looking for grievances.
By The Kind Quill3 years ago in Confessions
A Little Girl
I am anything but perfect, in fact I'm so far from it that I have made mistakes in my life and have regrets on things I have done and still have trouble keeping those memories and my emotions at bay, when they decide to intrude on my mind, it's hard not say sorry, soo many times to myself for even letting it get so far. For letting myself show more then what I intended and keep asking myself "Why did I do that?" "How could I have done that." I ask myself, because it was never like me to get so angry or so upset over the tiniest of things, but somehow I did. And it is why I am the way I am.
By AzteckPrincess263 years ago in Confessions
They stab me if I don't have any balls
I will not ask Buddha bless Have they stabbed me the following a true event If the place you feel comfortable or feel is false please get fight, in junior high school students in a remote, toilet inside the toilet see a pile of junior high school, the little boy girl fashion per capita few it around a little girl play the little girl crying in the ground shaking, When I entered that help children also covered their eyes have not been caught in fear, as if their tormentors aboveboard as they, too, can not think of a big night in the remote places and people to go to the stool, was at that time in the not far from the bar and more frequency of want to go to the toilet drink too much I only nasty turn, the children here to see me quiet for a while, Maybe it is to see me like a drunk won't tube this matter, I closed the compartment door only heard the fan mouth sound, after a while to listen to the outside to say some foul language "little bitch dare to rob my object" "little whore you blanched brother make you comfortable" these kids, Than in high school I met the evil one hundred times and then hear the little girl cried, "don't pick my clothes don't I beg you I was wrong I'm really wrong I give you don't, "shouted very loudly Is almost scream, shout break throat, I only feel two words my heart a tight, desperate to lift pants out and saw a little girl coat on stripped half and messy hair, He went up and took the collar of the boy who took off his pants and slapped him, then took off his coat and put it on the little girl. Standing in front of the little girl, the little girl seemed to grasp the lifeline and tightly pulled me together, "Sister... You don't go... Elder SISTER "I STAND IN FRONT OF HER, PROTECT HER BEHIND HER BACK, FACE THIS THAT GANG OF WHELPS" ALL OF HAVE POINT NURTURE FART BIG POINT CHILD IN THIS WHAT DO NOT STUDY WELL IN THIS MIX SOCIETY? Family doesn't care you guys really think you can do everything? Now you're at your age and you're legally liable you know what big kids do? Now don't learn what after all his mama no one want to elder sister today have to education education, all of you his mama give I what to run that run "kids too scared to move in the same spot by me, my height 170, was still standing on high heels aura, while wearing high heels with their side, but adults how to fear the child used to the point of cigarettes, Pull the little girl up, I and she stood at the door, (standing at the door to prevent the run of the gang of children) while comforting her while calling the police, the police came after saying that the scene saw then followed the police by car to the public Security bureau that several junior high school students' parents have come, the little girl's parents have also come, The little girl's parents are particularly angry (their daughter was bullied into so who is not angry) decided to Sue, the little girl's parents determined to fight the lawsuit I confessed everything to do after the record was put back by the police uncle, the little girl's parents said to add my contact information after the matter invited me to dinner to express gratitude, I refused, Subsequent things I also don't know at all actually psychological shadow is sure for the little girl is very big, hope the children will also should be punished, now basic precocious children, this is I met to stop them If I didn't see, children continue rampant violence, be violence children home also dare not say, Hold in your heart, wronged and then bullied. The biggest reason I help little girls is because I had a similar experience and I was told by some nice people in the comments section that kids are so brave these days that even a girl who's grown up can't keep up with a lot of kids, but I look at little girls like I did back then and I say, Is my own matter, if you don't like to watch when I was in high school, what delimit in the canteen was hit by a one younger sister shoulder, too little sister than I hit her, pull me don't let me go know me, she is envy, jealousy can let a person become ugly her loud noises, more and more people around her those so-called good sisters also came up, Looked at me and was too slow to apologize to give birth to a drag my female toilets, I can't resist a bunch of people inconvenient I didn't silent is angry words, don't let me apologize me, I'm not a troubled people, other people looking for my business I will not be afraid of me angry words, gas teeth trembling, gas red eyes, they are a group of blunt I punched and kicked out his phone and even video, Against my face I crouched in the corner, cold and wet, wet with a disgusting smell, slap, fist, against me, trembling. I don't ask for Bodhisattva's blessing. They stab me. I study well, a proud temperament, tacitly by many people called beauty queen, I was born a long sexy, grew up in praise, superiority is born and come of, I am not the humiliation, and yes I endured the pain to stand up, pull them in one of the hair to buckle on the ground, elbow with whole body strength strength down, grabbed a person to die, I JiYan I used up all one's skill, As long as I grabbed a I wouldn't let go, I just how to bully my double return impulse is the devil, this sentence is right at first, they also want to block, but they dare not, they are weak and incompetent, will only bully courage small, but I'm not, determined to kill her until I see the blood they thoroughly meng perpetrators went to office move reinforcements Ludicrous themselves beaten, At that time, they shouted around a crowd of onlookers, I was "guilty" when a big wave of people to help me to talk people are following the big help to go, there is a said that someone will follow to say that I am justified "director, at that time, she first hit me, in the cafeteria people have seen, the students are not blind, They drag me to a group of people after the female toilets do not check the monitor to see if what is going on, if I'm wrong I don't recognize, female toilets I played who all can't see them around and they take the cell phone video I also don't throw a person, you can see their mobile phone video, this is too much, should I call her by and I have the trace of bruises, we go to the infirmary, I'll show you my wound, and if you still think I'm wrong, you can call the police." Fight it out. Finally they apologize to me, this matter with since then I became the man of the school is forced out I hate them every night I will think of their life to drag me away, ugly faces, I have forget in my life, although I resist but I still hate I hate them, I wish they don't have good result in they drive me so sick in the corner of the toilet, In their punched and kicked to me in the video, they pick up the phone on they saw me was their whole out of bruises in this moment they ever think they have more hateful 3 graduation, I want to go to college, they did not even get into 2 this is karma, it is karma, knowing that I am happy, happy I don't know how to laugh, I hate they graduated from this thing I still remember clearly, I forget all that kind of humiliation in my life so I saw the little girl, I want to help, I can see she is like to see at the beginning of myself, but I was born temper, I just want to rebel against her, looks lovely, like a little rabbit, buckles, I stood at the gate of smoke at the time when I think of myself, I protect her, like to protect myself as to anonymous this thing, I think we don't have to dwell on this talk, I have no privacy exposed little girl, I don't think it's necessary to remain anonymous, if your bar is your right, don't spray to wrangle with network campus violence will give a person a lot of shadow, like the devil with you last hope school violence can be stopped, The abuser should be punished
By gongkai23 years ago in Confessions
Childhood Stories
Write a very young event, this should be the most brilliant achievement in my life. When I was a child, my family compound is next to the military area family compound, so I have a lot of primary school students are military area children, naturally often play together. Sometimes we would go up to the military area family compound and climb over one of the walls to get to the office area and play table tennis in the ping-pong room in one of the buildings. It's always been that way. I suppose the officers in the military district knew we were doing it, but no one really cared about us little brats until one day. It was a strange day. As soon as we turned over, and had not gone far, the guards and guards came running to catch us. We were all very surprised. We were really confused for a while at first. Then suddenly I heard some brother shout, "Run!" "And began to run in all directions. Of course, the officials did not dare to really hit hard, because most of the children of our military area are enrolled in Bayi school. Only the sons of senior military officers can be arranged through local governments (double embrace?). In my local primary school, every year is still limited to the number of places. So they can tell from the uniforms that these kids are not easy to mess with, even if they catch also civilized catch. Running, I really managed to avoid the public's sight, quietly slipped into a nearby office building. One breath to the fourth floor or the fifth floor of the roof, look down, found that most of my friends have been caught. So, I decided to find a way to save Zhao Wei, create chaos, help the friends escape. I looked around and found a big tree next to me with a big hornet's nest. As luck would have it, there was some leftover masonry and sand on the roof. So, I picked a few pieces of the biggest, hard to hit the hornet's nest. I lost about four or five bucks, and I really took a big chunk out of the hornet's nest, about two thirds of it. It's strange, I remember to this day, that the hornets didn't come out at once. I looked on the roof, and at first there was really no movement, which was quite disappointing. However, when I went down two or three floors, I passed the window on the side of the stairs and found that the sky was full of hornets flying about, really like a cloud. When we were done, we started to hear people Shouting in the building, so we snuck out of the building and climbed over the wall to go home. The second day, especially strange, military yard all male partners did not come back, do not need to ask, the girls came back in the twittering said, last night the whole yard of adults in the children, the cry is very sad. I knew I was in big trouble. On the third day, my friends finally came back, many of them with bruises on their faces, and saw me with a fierce face. I saw the situation is not good, immediately hid an exercise book did not hand in. So noon smoothly by the teacher pulled the ear into the office to copy homework, successfully escaped a bullet. However LATER AFTER ANGRY TOO HEAD, STILL BE HUMBLY WITH THEM ONE BY ONE MAKE AMENDS NOT, BUT THEY DO NOT KNOW IS THE HORNET'S NEST THAT I HIT, THEY JUST INDIGNANT I CAN'T SHARE JOYS AND SORROWS, BE BEATEN TOGETHER (WHO LET ME NOT BE MILITARY AREA BIG YARD?) . Well, as the culprit, I didn't say anything. And that was it. Our fun time was over. First, outsiders were not allowed to enter the family area, and then the wall was quickly raised too high to climb over. Many years later, a very coincidental opportunity, let me finally know what I had done. After I went to college, I went out as a tutor to earn some extra money. My parents introduced me to a son who was also a retired cadre of the military area command. Later, I became familiar with this cadre and talked with him a lot before I knew some insider information. Why did the stewards insist on getting rid of us children that day? Because there is a brother unit of the investigation group came here to investigate the work, in order to create a civilized image, naturally can't let US THIS GANG of IMps run around. And, while I was smashing the hornet's nest, the visiting and the receiving side, a large number of glittering officers, were having a meeting in that office building. So, the angry bees did not find me, all rushed to the conference room. According to him, three ambulances came to the hospital, not counting those with one or two bags of minor injuries, but about ten people were seriously hospitalized. Small talk. I was gonna admit I did it. However, his later conclusion shocked me, and I still remember it, so I put it in its original form: in terms of the number of casualties (of course, only wounded) in a single day, it set a record for the loss of the city since 1998. If only the number of casualties of officers is considered, it goes back to the Battle of the Two Mountains. It is a pity that the battle results (battle losses) should not be recorded in the history of the department, right? This is the closest I've ever gotten to being remembered, ever.
By gongkai33 years ago in Confessions
one word biography
Layla welsh English period 5 08/26/21 Lost I am lost, I have to wear clothes that overflow onto the ground. Dragging behind me like a ball and chain. Lost because I realize that I am not the person who wears big baggy clothes. The bitter taste of embarrassment resonates in my mouth as the other mothers eyes burn into my soul, their eyes filled with pity. I ran to my father, his arms hiding me from the world. The smell of cigarettes on his breath is disgusting yet somehow feels like home. I tell him “i'm going to get laughed at.” he sighs knowing he does it for my protection and yet i still feel lost. I can hear the laughs of other kids sear into my brain as I already know when I go to school tomorrow I am going to be lost. The baggy clothes soon feel tight around my neck as I walk into school. The kids in my class look at me, their eyes scalding my skin. Each kid slowly starts talking to another thinking I can't hear their remarks. Those remarks have slowly shaped me into the self conscious person I am today. But that's not who i want to be.
By layla welsh3 years ago in Confessions
Scary story from fifth grade
About when I was in grade five, winter vacation, back to my grandpa's New Year's Day. I never visit relatives because I like to be alone. That day my parents and grandparents went to visit my grandparents, I stayed at home playing computer as usual. And grandpa will lock the door outside, because in the countryside, there are thieves and so on, I am small they do not trust, so every time will lock the door, but there is a small door on the door, I can open the small door from the inside. Visiting relatives usually come back in the afternoon, and they set out around twelve o 'clock. This situation I don't mention how happy, can a person play at home for a day! Just a few minutes after they left, the power went out. I didn't have a cell phone at the time, so I was bored out of my mind and lay on the couch praying for the phone to come. At that moment someone knocked on the door and made a thumping sound. If it was normal with the power on, I would have ignored it. I tried to pretend I couldn't hear you this time, but the knock made me even more upset because I was already unhappy. I am not angry and unwilling to sit up, sigh, leisurely walked to open the small door. Outside the door was a white-haired grandfather who was going bald, clutching the handle of a battery car. Before I could speak, he asked me, "Is this So-and-so's house?" He said my second uncle's name, which, of course, was my family's. But at that time because I was his knock on the door made unhappy, and the second uncle is not at home, so my face is not red heart do not jump said: "No, you have the wrong" Grandpa seems to want to say something, but I have been bored to the extreme, a second do not want to deal with him! Just close the door! Hum! But that moment, do not know whether I see wrong, grandpa seems to have the meaning of coming in. But who cares, I'm closed... I went back to sit in the room, knock knock sound came again, but this time how you knock I will not open the door! Tired!!! Yeah, that's what I was thinking... Probably knowing that I would not open the door, the old man knocked for a while and then left. And I suddenly remembered a metaphysics, my own metaphysics. Every time the power went out at Grandpa's house if I cried, the electricity came on. So, I thought about all kinds of grievances, and although they seem funny now and nothing, I really took them seriously at the time, and cried out, and cried louder and louder. Electricity, snap. I told you, metaphysics. It works every time. In the afternoon, the family came back. I told them about the white-haired, bald-headed grandfather who was looking for his second uncle. The family could not tell who it was for a while, or whether we really knew him. Don't even seem to remember... About a day later, my grandmother said that a little girl from the next town had been dragged to a cornfield and raped and murdered. I was a little scared, but I hopped to the village square to play. When we got to the square, we found a lot of people talking about it. Curiosity was immediate, I heard a lot, and most importantly, I heard a description of the killer, or I knew who it was. White hair, an old man, almost bald... This is not... ? ! In a cold sweat, I ran home and settled down on the couch. Remember that day carefully. It's almost like knocking on the door when my family is gone... Even if it wasn't, who in their right mind would knock on a house with a locked door? After all, a locked door means no one is inside, unless he knows that I often get locked in by myself... But even the neighbors are not sure that my granddaughter is often locked in the house ah... And the moment I closed the door he seemed to want in. If I read this right, if I had been slow... Really dare not continue to think about... Anyway, if you have children at home, be sure to tell him not to open the door to strangers when he is alone in the house! Even though he's in elementary school. I mean, not every kid is as big and lucky as I am
By gongkai23 years ago in Confessions
Catch a tiger. Top Story - August 2022.
In 1994, I took over my father's shift and worked as a worker in the cutting team of Erdao Inventory Forest Farm in Huma County, Heilongjiang Province. At that time, the forest coverage rate of the Greater Khingan Mountains was as high as 90 percent, and we had many encounters with sika deer, wild boar, wolves, bears and other wild animals. That winter, just before the shutdown, we accidentally captured a Siberian tiger, which got caught in one of our carefully set traps and couldn't free itself. It was exhausted and went limp. We put a big net over it, tied it down, and carried it back to the station. It was huge, about 300 kilograms. Most people want to taste tiger meat after Zhang Zai, when the Spring Festival ahead of schedule. Field long or relatively have consciousness, know the Siberian tiger is not much, then reported the superior. After many contacts, a zoo in a big city was willing to accept him and promised to pay 1000 yuan for his labor. We take good care of this Siberian tiger, specially waiting for the car from the zoo to pick it up. The female tiger was put in a big wooden cage, and still refused to be tamed. She roared loudly, and the sound could be heard for miles, and she would not eat what she was fed. The next night, she finally brought a bigger one. It was a male, much bigger, with a roar that was terrifying and earth-shattering. It seems to be the king of the mountains in this area. How can it give up when we bind its "Lady of the village"? We were on alert, ready, taking turns watching day and night. On the third night, the wind was cold, snow was blowing, and the temperature dropped to minus 30 degrees Celsius. A few of us young men were on duty in the timber hut of the logging team, chatting around the charcoal brazier. Such a cold day, the tiger probably won't come, even if it dare to also in vain, we put its "beloved wife" shot anesthesia, shut into the cellar next to the wooden house to go, at the moment, it is snoring. At about 11 o'clock, the little Xu at the tip of his ear shouted, "Listen, there is a tiger barking!" All ears pricked up, and sure enough, the whine of the wind was mixed with a more shrill, harsh shriek. It was the real roar of a tiger: "Aw-woo", "aw-woo", full of anxiety and resentment. The sound came closer and closer, and before long, it was clear enough to hear, as in the ear. "Well, how dare you come and kill it." "Shouted Dazhang, taking his shotgun off the wall. We all leaned over to the window to watch. No shadow of the tiger can be seen, but its roar is clearly close at hand. Chang couldn't hold on. He fired a few shots at random. The sound of the gun shook the wooden house, but it had no effect on the snowy night. "Pa!" Plank door was severely beat once, we happen to see a hairy bowl big tiger palm, shape like plum blossom, sharp claws out of the claw sheath. Then, a few centimeters thick wooden door "Hua la" was broken, a huge surprise, terror of the tiger head in. The tiger mouth is big enough to fill three heads at the same time, the red tongue is more than twenty centimeters long, the two cheeks of the tiger must shake, like burging flexible silver needles, and the fierce light of the triangle tiger eyes to awe our soul. We were stunned for a few seconds before we thought of running away. But big Zhang, small Xu but a buttok sat on the ground, have the spirit of death, give up the tiger. The truth is, they were so scared they peed their pants and their legs were as soft as noodles. The tiger body suddenly squeezed in, the wooden door completely collapsed, the cabin suddenly crowded up, this Siberian tiger has more than 3 meters, 1.6 meters high. The tiger is like a quick fight, usually is so a few deadly fight, its swift and violent action is beyond imagination. We didn't even get a good look at it, but Zhang's chest was punctured by a tiger claw. He Yong and I were so overstimulated that we instinctively jumped up, broke down the door and ran to the other room. After four or five rooms, He Yong saw a room with a large wooden bed can be invisible, then a mouse like a head into the bed. Still, I rushed forward without thinking. When I reached the end, I realized that the door there was sealed and there was no way out. There were no Windows or doors, and I ran around the room in a hurry. The Siberian tiger forced this way, the tail like a steel whip whip, very scary. I came within ten metres of it. I caught a glimpse of the large pine casks in the corner. It was dug with a whole root of red pine up to 1 meter thick, which contained more than half of the barrel of sorghum white, the top of the lid is tightly sealed, to prevent the wine from running smell, it seems that only there can hold me. I pried off the lid, held the barrel by the leg, and got into it. The wine was chilled to the bone. After entering the whole person, the wine is not enough to the barrel, my head can just be exposed. I closed the lid upside down with my hand on the handle, and let fate take its course. Within ten seconds, the tiger came along. The wine overpowers my scent. It can't smell me. I could feel him sniffing around the house, probably looking for the tigress, which wasn't there. Suddenly, the tiger came close to the barrel and scratched the lid with his claws. There was a stir. I shivered. Seeing that he could not open the lid, he was impatient and emptied the cask at once. I cried bad luck, with the cask also fell down, suddenly feel the sky spinning, the wine on my face, flush into the nose, almost choked me to death. The wine gushed out of a crack in the lid, and I could hear the tiger licking it curiously, probably thinking it was good, and sucking it with its tongue. It's 60 proof, and for the big Samson, it's just drizzle. The tiger drank about a dozen jin in one gulp, and the alcohol finally had a soothing effect on it. With a growl, he turned and walked out. After another half hour, when I was sure there was no danger, I dared to come out. I'm so cold and stuffy that I'm out of breath. Fortunately, He Yong was still alive, and we made it through the night with mutual encouragement. The next day, the leaders of the field learned of the situation and were shocked. After dealing with the aftermath, they decided to immediately transfer the female tiger to the foot of the mountain, where there was a strong iron cage with tighter security. On that day, a dozen of us boys carried the big wooden cage containing the tiger to a car, pulled by three cows, and walked down the hill. All the way we took extra care and waited. After 4 p.m., it was getting dark. The wind was howling and snow was flying. We were walking hard on the winding mountain road when suddenly there was a thunder-like tiger roar. We fired immediately, but we didn't see where the tiger was. The tiger's movement was so swift and powerful that it broke a wooden bar with the bang of "Click bar". The two tigers roared and ran up the hill. For a long time, we dare to climb up from the ground, as if just finished a nightmare, the wooden cage has been empty, 3 cattle scared to collapse on the ground, shit.
By gongkai23 years ago in Confessions
Starr Theory
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Well I am one to disagree personally; when you realize what space is you will be rushed with the feeling of euphoria beyond belief. I’ve had much fear of death recently after hardship and loss, and I went to the deepest and darkest depths of my soul. I was lost in this world and I think we all feel the same. The yearning for more, the need for validation, the desire for love, the list could go on for years. We all feel it and we all receive these gifts differently. However, it’s not just gifts we receive, and sometimes we feel hopeless. We kill ourselves slowly with cigarettes or quickly with a bullet to the dome. These experiences are all fully necessary in life as they are all different. They are all unique paths with unique stories to tell and they should be shared.
By Connor starr3 years ago in Confessions
