In middle school, when I was an ugly duckling that no one noticed, I secretly dreamed of growing up quickly, separating myself from my overly \”bookish\” family, enjoying my freedom, wearing elegant clothes, and going out to have fun \”having fun\” by making the guys go crazy. But it seems that I pushed too hard and overdid it.
In retrospect, it was too messy. It’s a shame… When I was in the 6th grade for the first time, he took pictures of me with an older man who didn’t love me, and for two years, he was just a sex partner.
After only six months of being missing, he got a wife when he came back, but he hid it from me and became an ampar without even knowing it. My poor, accustomed heart was too naive.
One evening, when he was going home after arranging everything, he was followed by a stranger. He said to his mother, “Fighting with a man…” He left his bruised body and his wounds.
At that time, I really wanted to die when my body was injured. Everyone was blaming himself.
Since then, I have lost my way. When I entered the university, I was praised by everyone. I thought I was handsome, beautiful, and an excellent student… In fact, I was a real \”good girl\”.
She has gone through three marriages, a man in her 40s, and she has become such an ugly creature that she is not attracted to any guy she likes. As the days went by, I lost confidence in myself and life seemed to be in trouble.
There were so many young people that Namair could not fit under ten fingers. All of them are at least 4 older than me, and even then they are the kind of people who want me to have sex and have fun.
I have lived without a morning for eight years since my first marriage, and I met my lover at the same time when I began to think that I was already a lost person.
He changed me. He pulled me out of the stinking swamp. It made me feel that life is different.
Now I have a beautiful daughter and a caring husband. I am almost 20 years old. Life is just beginning. An ugly duckling becomes a beautiful swan.
In order to forget those dark years that stole my childhood, and to live without the fear that my husband and child will one day find out that I left like this, I will not love anything.
My daughters should live wisely. Do not repeat the mistakes of others.
