Here's a thought from me after a long time...
I was just 4 years old when I was put into this strange place where a bunch(read as 80-90) of similar aged people(ya I know I am using the term 'people') were controled by a strange lady and these bunch of people were told to do funny things(and when I say funny I meant it).Later, I found out that the name of the place was 'school'.
Jokes apart,the place was no fun for me(few reasons I find it 'no fun' includes being beaten up black and blue...sometimes from that strange lady and sometimes from similar aged people..:) ) and I dint like the place.I met some similar minded people there,whom I call friends later.
I was told by my mom that this thing(read as school) was necessary to become a good person and to have a happy life(I really doubt that).That was my mother trying to convince me which I later disagree and got slashed/beaten up every morning untill I give up....(goin to school?no re:)) and decided to adjust with that stupid thing only to realised that worst things were waitng for me.
I was told to do these stupid things...call homework(Common,I mean what is the point anyways!!overloading a person(kid) with this thing?)...
I am too tired...cont latr!:)
