I was next to my grandfather´s door, crying and screaming: "No! No! I don´t want to go!"
I remember nothing about my life at home, before this day. It was nice, spending most time with my grandfather, and grandmother, they were nice and kind, protecting me most time from the punishments from my family. Every kid in our area were supposed to get it, when ever we got out in the street or we ate some thing without permission, from the mother or the father, at home.
They told me that I should start in kindergarten. I didnt like that, I said no, and wanted to be more at home. It was stupid to say no. My mother forced me to go in the morning, she took me with her. I was next to my grandfather´s door, crying and screaming: "No! No! I don´t want to go!" and my mother answering me with her hands, hitting me, where ever she could, screaming at me: "You should go! Stupid animal! " she carried me outside the main doors of our old home, and we went to the kindergarten. I did not stop crying the entire way, we arrive there, and we meet a teacher called Awatef, and my mother left me.
I didn´t wait. I ran away, they followed me. They were many, but no one can be faster than a scared kid who would love to be home. Afraid to be caught again, I ran all the way home, so tired and afraid but after a few minutes my mother is coming with the news: I had escaped the kindergarten. This caused my punishment from mother, father, and who ever among my brothers who would want be bad to me.
This meant, on this day I am the bad one, who deserve the allbad from all.
my age is six.
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