I Am Beautiful

Various Tortures of Childhood

The day changed I went through, with the stifling longing, the longing for my parents, "when I was picked up, while the school period was still 6 months away I went to grade 5 Elementary" I muttered...

there is no day without sadness, at home always treated improperly, at school I was always bullied nonstop by my friend, only one good friend he named Diana, Diana, our hobbies are the same: drawing, diana was my childhood friend who first taught me how to draw Manga, she said to me "Beautiful..., you know why I like to draw Lady Diana's face??" she asked with a smile, "dad I know.., because your name is the same as hers, and but you're not as pretty as Lady Diana" I said, followed by a nosy laugh...

"ahs.. Beautiful, you are always nosy with me ahahahaaa!!! not that I'm not as pretty as Lady Diana, but a good hatiki never bullies you Beautiful, my heart as pretty as Lady diana's heart" with her own eyes, you are one of my best friends with me, thank you diana, because I still have you as my best friend "this heart feels very calm when I am with Diana.. However, when the school hours had run out, my heart was racing again and my mind went back into a state of turmoil, "Oh my God.., what else is going to happen to me today??" understand that there is no day without a blow at Aunt Sandra's house, especially if there is a mathematical PR, then I already know if I will get more teachings, if I can not do it

*Theft

It doesn't feel like Christmas is getting any closer..

I really miss my mom and dad...., "Tante...., is Indah allowed to ask for Rp.3000,- to buy a Christmas Card??" I asked, "no money, why do you want a Christmas card, you can call and say merry christmas to your parents" answered Aunt Sandra with a sniff..

But this little boy's heart just wants it, I really want to give my mom a Christmas card,

"Vivi...!!! Vivi...., where are you??? I'd like to ask you to shop at the Self-Servant" call Aunt Sandra to her maid..

"Well Tacik, I'll buy it" he said...,

"emmm..., aunt.., is Beautiful allowed to join mbk vivi? to the supermarket??" puntaku begged, "Dad mom, it's okay, let me also have a friend there" said mbk vivi concerned to see me, see me, it's natural every night even though I'm a aunt sandra's niece but I slept together with mbk vivi, my assistant and my aunt..

"Well you go" answered Aunt Sandra, I was glad to go to the Swalayan Dimaru.

down the hallway of the supermarket, my eyes were fixed on a pile of very funny Christmas cards in a very large iron basket, my eyes sparkled2 twinkle to see it, the desire to send a Christmas card was very large, "mbak Vivi, is it beautiful to ask for a Christmas card? to beautifully send to papa and mama?" I'm welding, please,

"Didn't the meeting say there was no money? my salary has not been paid, how can you buy a Christmas card for you" replied mbk beautifully while berlaly passed me busy looking for groceries that have been written neatly on the paper he brought

Restless, my eyes glanced to the side, my heart could not resist my desire, when I saw mbk vivi, it turned out that he was not visible in the hallway we passed just now, I forced myself to pick up a Christmas Card for Rp.2,200, - I put it in my shirt, my heart almost fell out of deep fear, and when mbk vivi called me to take it to the cashier, how nervous I was, so that the Christmas card fell and mbk vivi was very angry with me "i'll report you as aunt sandra and om santoso, you must have been beaten up" threaten her by glaring her round eyes.., "Don't Mbk.., geez.., Beautiful will not repeat again, geez mbk, the Christmas card is beautiful back, nih mbk already beautiful give me back mercy mbk... do not be in lapori mbk" beg me by crying as it happens.

But free, when he arrived at home, Mbk vivi immediately reported all the events in the supermarket to om santoso and aunt sandra, without waiting long, without waiting, om Santoso stripped me all of my clothes and pants open on the left of my underwear, he took 1 pack of Rubber Glass Bracelets, grabbed the rubber and shot it all over my body, with a soaring cry, I beg for forgiveness to santoso, "Captain sukurin you!!!" scream Aunt Sandra,

it was not enough to get there, Om Santoso grabbed my hair and pulled me to the front of the house, with his right hand holding the scissors, on my hair scissors on the right head.

Do you know how I felt then, when I could die I chose to die, how ashamed I was and cried out in fear and unstoppable pain, some of the neighbors of the house saw the incident, but they did not flinch, just look at it and did not imitate the whole incident I experienced...

Satisfied with all the torment of the day, they put me in an empty house right in front of the house om and aunt, where I cried unstoppably, it was shrouded in darkness and only the candlelight from a candle as my illumination at that time, "God, because Beautiful sinned by stealing Christmas cards at the supermarket, Beautiful God promised not to steal again God..., in order for Beautiful to re-assemble with the family of Beautiful God.., Lovely please Protect Beautiful always God..." My prayer with a whim, unstoppable tears, chest tightness felt...

Oh my God, my tears fall again, every time I remember the darkness of my childhood, a time that should be full of laughter and intimacy with my parents, but within 1 year of my life I had to go through with torture, benar2 put a prolonged trauma, to this day...

The day was beautiful little woke up from his sleep,

as usual, he was ready to go to school and did not forget to rub eucalyptus oil all over his body.., there were a lot of red marks due to the rubber band yesterday, and tears fell, not because of the pain throughout his body, but because Beautiful could not bear to see the hair that was no longer neat, the right side of the head of the fibers is only 1cm long while the others are still intact as usual?

"if I wear a hat at school, but Master's mother will rebuke me for wearing a hat in class, if not wearing a hat friends will laugh at me, or I just slanted the rest of my hair.." murmured in my heart. "all right I'm the pigtail tilted..., it's not so bald that my hair is" and finally Indah prepared in front of the house waiting for her shuttle car...

arriving at school...

"Hey Beautiful, tumben you hair pigtails?! Is your hair short in pigtails?? ahahaha.., it's weird" Raka sneered at me, "ehmmmmm it's okay" I replied

"already Raka, you are a really nosy man" said Diana, "not usa considered beautiful, just let the base of a strange man" nagged diana..

"but how did your tumben hair pigtail Beautiful? and this is the key is not neat, here I neaten" said Diana

"Don't Diana, let's just show you this uda Rapi, I pinched my hair becauseaaa.., hmmmm let's go to the toilet I'll show you" I replied as I held back tears in the eyes.

"You why? Beautiful, tell me the same story" asked Diana, then I told her everything that happened and I opened my jacket and showed all the red marks in my hands..., not realizing I was crying like a jadihya.., Diana also said "Be happy you just stop by my house, or to the house of your aunt, aunt Neli brother of your father, Neli, don't you still have another family, do you?"

Pensively I digest the invitation from Diana, "yes too well,.,, rather than me being tortured in the house of aunt sandra, mending me to the house of aunt Neli" muranku...

The first lesson bell rings...

"Beautiful, open your jacket, son, if you are not sick, it is forbidden to wear a jacket during the lesson" said Ibh my teacher (Bu Yeyen His name)

"ehhmmm, Ma'am., It's beautiful that she's wearing a jacket" Diana said,

"Really?, here's Beautiful ahead" call Bu Yeyen

with doubtful steps I took to the front of my teacher's desk, "Mom, I'm sorry my whole body was exposed so I covered it with a jacket" I whispered to Yeyen's mom, suddenly she lifted the jacket I was wearing and saw a full red bruise on my hand with tears falling Bu Yeyen hugged me "you're patient well son.., in accordance with your name" he said so that makes one class wonder heranan see the teacher's mother hugging me

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