I was at school. A child of another big class drew a palm, and I ran into the bathroom crying. When I came out of it, it was a country, and she told me that if I say someone will beat me harder. I was scared! What can I do? I got home, I laughed but it was not my laugh. My mother asked me:
-What happened?
-Nothing
-I know you tell me!
I did not expect to understand, I thought she would argue but I still told the whole story.
When my parents heard they went to the director and they did everything possible for that child to be expelled
:it was then when I realised that my parents were my best friends.