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In the second grade, my deskmate called JINGJING
At the time of the second year, my deskmate called quiet, people like its name, skin white beauty, I was still a log, until the second year began to muddled love this thing. She IS STUDY COMMITTEE MEMBER, I AM MATHEMATICS PHYSICS AND CHEMISTRY SPECIAL GOOD, THE THING OF LOGICAL SEX IS MORE EAGER TO LEARN, FEAR POLITICS MOST, English AND LANGUAGE, WANT ENDORSEMENT EVERYDAY. She goes home every week is her father's Santana, I am a bicycle, the car to my shoulder, set back to ride 20 miles of road, and then ride 10 miles of mountain road, once a week. She is the legend of big Miss, temper that hot, easy to beat me, pinch me, kick me. Once she kicked me in self-study class, I had been used to guard against it, suddenly grabbed her calf, lifted up and almost fell, she suddenly hugged my neck, surprised at me. At that time I said, you that leather shoes kick me can hurt, at this time to see her skirt under the white flower leg, white underwear. Her face instantly red, I also Meng in, after about 30 seconds said, you still don't put, I also solemnly said you don't kick me put. This day to see me will inexplicably blush. A recess time, I went to the playground to fish in the ditch, then the playground side has a large poplar forest, there is a clear bottom of the river, on both sides of the river is along the grass beach, with a variety of wildflowers. I caught a 5 catties cauliflower snake in the river, originally planned to sell after school, put in my monthly food stamps in the bag. Put it under her desk, she was in the corner, and then she found the class, a bag opened, a big snake on the spot scared dizzy, not even scream, I carried her all the way to the school near the health center. Note: I have seen snakes since I was a child. Later I wrote a check and posted it under the board. To apologize, she oppressed me for the past semester, like a slave. Fetch water for her, clean up my, dirty work to accompany me in the second year. There was a heavy snow in winter. In 1999, she caught a cold, and I didn't go to fish and rabbits for a long time. She set a trap in the reeds near the turnips and cabbages by the river, cast a net, collected a pheasant and some fish, and then took some medicine and lay on the table. I will generally give the game to the kitchen uncle, he that I can eat a, solve my four pounds of food stamps this week poor students to eat the problem, also mixed wind raw water. Give her a fish soup, fish slightly fried, and then put in the big urn stew, put some white radish and tofu, a little pickled cabbage and steamed bread, because poor generally eat are hiding in the corner, uncle will give me the rest of the soup, I half steamed bread, then a steamed bread is very large at least 6 liang. She never knew before, I saw she didn't eat, asked her if she wanted, later she finished my soup, said where to taxi, really delicious, the teacher's canteen never. I was then the teacher canteen is delicious, expensive, cash, I was in the student A B C canteen. I say ONESELF DO OF SMALL STOVE, SHE LENG, SHE DOES NOT BELIEVE, LATER SHE KNOW I EAT NOT FULL, every TIME LEAVE a STEAMED stuffed bun for me. Next March, Friday sleet, her father can't come to pick her up, I said I send you, anyway, passing your house, she in the back seat, I ride 28, waddle, to her home. She has down jacket and raincoat, I only do their own cotton-padded jacket, inside a patch of autumn clothes, outside is a school uniform. Her mother warmly received me, see my wet clothes, to give his father's down jacket to me, said to retire, do not wear, the first time to know that there is air conditioning this thing, good warm. Because of wearing single shoes, feet are full of chilblain, in her home carpet, full of patches of socks have been soaked, her father's shoes I can not wear, in fact, I can not wear down jacket, are big. Her mother stuffed me with a pile of wool socks. She looked at me with big, tearful eyes and was a little more gentle with me after that. After the 51 sports MEETING, IN the school playground a FEW SOCIETY SMALL RAScal, BULLY her, I and a GROUP OF small MIX played up, the head sew six needles, small MIX MIX ONE OF the arms was discounted by me, they also ADMIRE a pick three courage, also convinced, later all meet and smile. She accompanied me to the stitches, asked me if it hurt, I said no, she let me lean on her arms, the first time to feel her heart beating fast. Then a period of time to accompany me to change my dressing, care about me every day. Junior three special busy, next class. Often meet, we wish to enter the best high school. In high school, I was addicted to novels, and she often pulled my ears. My deskmate in senior two, I am taller than her, 170. She gave me sweaters and all that, and I did everything she asked. Eleven holidays, two people crazy, accidentally held together, only to find that she has been Tingting girl, beautiful and moving, and then electrocuted like separate. University, I went to Xi 'an, did not keep the appointment to the yearning people, mainly poor, can not pay tuition fees. In the first two years of sophomore year, the happiest thing is to receive letters, share each other's happiness, share each other's learning, more is to care about each other's good or bad. Junior received your letter less and less, suddenly received a call from your mother, said that hope to meet me, see your mother haggard a lot, just know that your first year was detected slow granular leukemia, suddenly deteriorated. When I saw you again, you forced a smile and told me about life. I wish you were alive, but I can't find a match for stem cells and bone marrow. Senior you leave, I have not said: I love you! But you and I know that you this life is not you do not marry, I do not marry you. Then lie in my arms, we kiss for the first time, hug, listen to each other's heartbeat. Take your hand and grow old together. I worked all four years of college, paid off student loans, and you sent me a bunch of food, groceries, and clothes every now and then. You look at me have an ignorant teenager to a high-minded youth, smaller than you I become 183 big man, you dried the blood, with ink mixed after the point into my arm, life don't want to leave you after crying in my arms after parting ways to go to college. You came to Xi 'an alone by train and gave me a surprise Spring Festival. I couldn't go home because of work. You and I spent the Spring Festival in a small room of 18 square meters in an urban village, eating simple vegetables and pork noodles. Come back to hug me to sleep, and we are in compliance with the agreement, has not been about the bottom line of morality. Whenever I am in trouble, you always tell me by my side or ear, don't be afraid, even if the end of the world you still have me. Let's watch the 2008 Olympic Games together, and then I will propose to you. The notes in your things, I sealed them in the safe with the letters, and at the end of the diary it said... The luckiest thing in this life to meet him, his good... The most regrettable thing is that I can't marry him and have children for him... Everything IS TOO LATE, did NOT HAVE TIME TO 08 YEARS to lose you forever, I want to scold ONESELF SILLY force, WHY NOT SAY, is also a lifetime commitment, I LOVE YOU, small JING! Then I went everywhere I could, traveling, taking the spot you gave me. My current wife, my daughter. I've been hiding it from everyone, and I haven't been back in a long time. After marriage, I understand that you have long been in love with me. Love, let me let go, let my life colorful, my good wife, beautiful daughter, kind parents. I am now a good husband, is a good father, in my heart you and she are my love, and I love some greedy, can only be a person when recall. . Love's greed, love's wound, taste alone, maybe one day I will talk to my wife about you, she is the love you sent from heaven to save me.
By gongkai27 months ago in Confessions
They stab me if I don't have any balls
I will not ask Buddha bless Have they stabbed me the following a true event If the place you feel comfortable or feel is false please get fight, in junior high school students in a remote, toilet inside the toilet see a pile of junior high school, the little boy girl fashion per capita few it around a little girl play the little girl crying in the ground shaking, When I entered that help children also covered their eyes have not been caught in fear, as if their tormentors aboveboard as they, too, can not think of a big night in the remote places and people to go to the stool, was at that time in the not far from the bar and more frequency of want to go to the toilet drink too much I only nasty turn, the children here to see me quiet for a while, Maybe it is to see me like a drunk won't tube this matter, I closed the compartment door only heard the fan mouth sound, after a while to listen to the outside to say some foul language "little bitch dare to rob my object" "little whore you blanched brother make you comfortable" these kids, Than in high school I met the evil one hundred times and then hear the little girl cried, "don't pick my clothes don't I beg you I was wrong I'm really wrong I give you don't, "shouted very loudly Is almost scream, shout break throat, I only feel two words my heart a tight, desperate to lift pants out and saw a little girl coat on stripped half and messy hair, He went up and took the collar of the boy who took off his pants and slapped him, then took off his coat and put it on the little girl. Standing in front of the little girl, the little girl seemed to grasp the lifeline and tightly pulled me together, "Sister... You don't go... Elder SISTER "I STAND IN FRONT OF HER, PROTECT HER BEHIND HER BACK, FACE THIS THAT GANG OF WHELPS" ALL OF HAVE POINT NURTURE FART BIG POINT CHILD IN THIS WHAT DO NOT STUDY WELL IN THIS MIX SOCIETY? Family doesn't care you guys really think you can do everything? Now you're at your age and you're legally liable you know what big kids do? Now don't learn what after all his mama no one want to elder sister today have to education education, all of you his mama give I what to run that run "kids too scared to move in the same spot by me, my height 170, was still standing on high heels aura, while wearing high heels with their side, but adults how to fear the child used to the point of cigarettes, Pull the little girl up, I and she stood at the door, (standing at the door to prevent the run of the gang of children) while comforting her while calling the police, the police came after saying that the scene saw then followed the police by car to the public Security bureau that several junior high school students' parents have come, the little girl's parents have also come, The little girl's parents are particularly angry (their daughter was bullied into so who is not angry) decided to Sue, the little girl's parents determined to fight the lawsuit I confessed everything to do after the record was put back by the police uncle, the little girl's parents said to add my contact information after the matter invited me to dinner to express gratitude, I refused, Subsequent things I also don't know at all actually psychological shadow is sure for the little girl is very big, hope the children will also should be punished, now basic precocious children, this is I met to stop them If I didn't see, children continue rampant violence, be violence children home also dare not say, Hold in your heart, wronged and then bullied. The biggest reason I help little girls is because I had a similar experience and I was told by some nice people in the comments section that kids are so brave these days that even a girl who's grown up can't keep up with a lot of kids, but I look at little girls like I did back then and I say, Is my own matter, if you don't like to watch when I was in high school, what delimit in the canteen was hit by a one younger sister shoulder, too little sister than I hit her, pull me don't let me go know me, she is envy, jealousy can let a person become ugly her loud noises, more and more people around her those so-called good sisters also came up, Looked at me and was too slow to apologize to give birth to a drag my female toilets, I can't resist a bunch of people inconvenient I didn't silent is angry words, don't let me apologize me, I'm not a troubled people, other people looking for my business I will not be afraid of me angry words, gas teeth trembling, gas red eyes, they are a group of blunt I punched and kicked out his phone and even video, Against my face I crouched in the corner, cold and wet, wet with a disgusting smell, slap, fist, against me, trembling. I don't ask for Bodhisattva's blessing. They stab me. I study well, a proud temperament, tacitly by many people called beauty queen, I was born a long sexy, grew up in praise, superiority is born and come of, I am not the humiliation, and yes I endured the pain to stand up, pull them in one of the hair to buckle on the ground, elbow with whole body strength strength down, grabbed a person to die, I JiYan I used up all one's skill, As long as I grabbed a I wouldn't let go, I just how to bully my double return impulse is the devil, this sentence is right at first, they also want to block, but they dare not, they are weak and incompetent, will only bully courage small, but I'm not, determined to kill her until I see the blood they thoroughly meng perpetrators went to office move reinforcements Ludicrous themselves beaten, At that time, they shouted around a crowd of onlookers, I was "guilty" when a big wave of people to help me to talk people are following the big help to go, there is a said that someone will follow to say that I am justified "director, at that time, she first hit me, in the cafeteria people have seen, the students are not blind, They drag me to a group of people after the female toilets do not check the monitor to see if what is going on, if I'm wrong I don't recognize, female toilets I played who all can't see them around and they take the cell phone video I also don't throw a person, you can see their mobile phone video, this is too much, should I call her by and I have the trace of bruises, we go to the infirmary, I'll show you my wound, and if you still think I'm wrong, you can call the police." Fight it out. Finally they apologize to me, this matter with since then I became the man of the school is forced out I hate them every night I will think of their life to drag me away, ugly faces, I have forget in my life, although I resist but I still hate I hate them, I wish they don't have good result in they drive me so sick in the corner of the toilet, In their punched and kicked to me in the video, they pick up the phone on they saw me was their whole out of bruises in this moment they ever think they have more hateful 3 graduation, I want to go to college, they did not even get into 2 this is karma, it is karma, knowing that I am happy, happy I don't know how to laugh, I hate they graduated from this thing I still remember clearly, I forget all that kind of humiliation in my life so I saw the little girl, I want to help, I can see she is like to see at the beginning of myself, but I was born temper, I just want to rebel against her, looks lovely, like a little rabbit, buckles, I stood at the gate of smoke at the time when I think of myself, I protect her, like to protect myself as to anonymous this thing, I think we don't have to dwell on this talk, I have no privacy exposed little girl, I don't think it's necessary to remain anonymous, if your bar is your right, don't spray to wrangle with network campus violence will give a person a lot of shadow, like the devil with you last hope school violence can be stopped, The abuser should be punished
By gongkai27 months ago in Confessions
My best friend
My best friend from high school to graduate school, who I thought was my best friend, was always jealous of me. In fact, I was quite envious of her, but I always regarded her as my best friend. To be honest, I maintain a delicate balance with her. I have better grades than her, I am more popular than her, I am more beautiful than her, but my family is poor. My dad's a total jerk, all he does is smoke and play cards and yell at my mom, and my mom won't get a divorce. This point once made me very upset and very helpless, so I addicted to the second dimension, trying to escape. But I pretend to be very happy in front of outsiders, the appearance of a full family, also very lively and cheerful, so I am very popular. Only she knows about my family. She is a middle-class family whose parents are extremely fond of her. They bought her a house worth more than 4 million yuan as soon as she became an adult and wrote her name. I went to her house, the villa where she lived, and her parents were really nice to her, and so was her father. Seriously, why should she be jealous of a guy like me? I'd have to go 20 years without food or drink to afford a $4 million house. What about Cheongbuk Honsuk? It's so ironic. It's so ironic. College entrance examination I was more than 20 in the province, into the north of Qing Dynasty a good professional. She went to a middle-upper 985. But we're both in Beijing and we hang out whenever we can, so it's better. I make money as a tutor in my spare time, and I earn my living expenses and tuition by myself. Later I met a very rich boyfriend, to tell the truth I did not expect to get married, his family in Beijing unexpectedly different, and he is my alumnus, looks good, personable personality is very gentle. Sometimes the three of us would hang out, which was basically me and my boyfriend on a date, and she came up to me and we hung out. Then my boyfriend became her boyfriend, but she wasn't a poacher, and my ex-boyfriend didn't cheat on me. I don't know what to say. They're a good match, but they have a better chance of getting married than they do with me. There was one night when the three of us were at a KTV, and during that conversation, my ex said that he was more like my Bestie Sanguan. But my bestie made those statements based on what she knew about him. This is my fault, I outwardly cheerful, in fact, the heart is still very extreme, but the whitewash is very good, no one can see. To be honest, I don't regret breaking up with you, and I'm afraid I'm gonna have to see a therapist. I have a very love paper man, think of him I can cry, this paper man bet all my youth, every time I was scolded by my father, there are several times I really want to stab my father, but this paper man gave me great psychological comfort. He is a very kind man, and I will try to be good and good. He was the shining light of my dreary youth. I really love this paper man, love, nothing else. My bestie is the only person who knows my micro blog, my micro blog often complain, and fixed basically every day, I really love XXX (paper person name) or I love him too much and so on. And then my girlfriend told my ex about it, and my ex came to me about it. He thinks I am sick, can't distinguish reality and two, also said XXX has what good, said I am too naive. I just broke it off. I know my psychology, I know the difference between a second and a third, but this paper man has a special meaning to me. But I'm a fan of paper moms, and I don't think I'm good enough for him. He thought it was quite puzzling. He even took me to see my parents. In fact, he has always been very kind to me, and he has always made serious plans for the future, including marriage. But I never felt in my heart that we could make it. So simply to break up, I deleted his contact information, and his graduate students in foreign countries, not convenient to find me. And then he talks to my bestie about getting back together, and my bestie starts all kinds of fights and stuff. In fact, my best friend is also an excellent girl with rich family, so she has been to many places and seen a lot of things. Then she was admitted to the North of Qing Dynasty as a postgraduate student. She is plump and wears sexy clothes (not derogating or discriminating, I always envy her), and they got together. The most disgusting thing is my Weibo account. How much can I trust to tell her the Weibo account with all my privacy, which records my arguments with my father, my pain, my tangle and my spiritual support. That's ridiculous. In fact, I don't care about picking fights. I really want to break up, but my trust and scars are so bloody. After my best friend told me they were together, she had the nerve to ask me how you could find such a great boyfriend and she couldn't. Can she condition so good girl, what good injustice? She was so malicious to me and let so many people know my micro blog. I don't know what to do, I'm really too sad. I have nothing, no love me, whether parents or good friends or boyfriend, they do not love me, I only have my paper person is not, I feel so sad. I write the front of the very calm, write this paragraph tears, I live as if there is no meaning is not. Do you think XXX will love me? Is he the only person in the world who loves me? My micro blog is my only privacy, is also my only paradise, how can she do that to me, how can she proudly send my micro blog number in the circle of friends space so that so many people see ah. She has what good envy I am more beautiful than her than her grades, I am now dead no one to give me a cry, she? Her parents love her so much. When I was with my boyfriend, I didn't take expensive gifts from him. I wasn't with him because of the money. I was in need of love.
By gongkai27 months ago in Confessions
Scary story from fifth grade
About when I was in grade five, winter vacation, back to my grandpa's New Year's Day. I never visit relatives because I like to be alone. That day my parents and grandparents went to visit my grandparents, I stayed at home playing computer as usual. And grandpa will lock the door outside, because in the countryside, there are thieves and so on, I am small they do not trust, so every time will lock the door, but there is a small door on the door, I can open the small door from the inside. Visiting relatives usually come back in the afternoon, and they set out around twelve o 'clock. This situation I don't mention how happy, can a person play at home for a day! Just a few minutes after they left, the power went out. I didn't have a cell phone at the time, so I was bored out of my mind and lay on the couch praying for the phone to come. At that moment someone knocked on the door and made a thumping sound. If it was normal with the power on, I would have ignored it. I tried to pretend I couldn't hear you this time, but the knock made me even more upset because I was already unhappy. I am not angry and unwilling to sit up, sigh, leisurely walked to open the small door. Outside the door was a white-haired grandfather who was going bald, clutching the handle of a battery car. Before I could speak, he asked me, "Is this So-and-so's house?" He said my second uncle's name, which, of course, was my family's. But at that time because I was his knock on the door made unhappy, and the second uncle is not at home, so my face is not red heart do not jump said: "No, you have the wrong" Grandpa seems to want to say something, but I have been bored to the extreme, a second do not want to deal with him! Just close the door! Hum! But that moment, do not know whether I see wrong, grandpa seems to have the meaning of coming in. But who cares, I'm closed... I went back to sit in the room, knock knock sound came again, but this time how you knock I will not open the door! Tired!!! Yeah, that's what I was thinking... Probably knowing that I would not open the door, the old man knocked for a while and then left. And I suddenly remembered a metaphysics, my own metaphysics. Every time the power went out at Grandpa's house if I cried, the electricity came on. So, I thought about all kinds of grievances, and although they seem funny now and nothing, I really took them seriously at the time, and cried out, and cried louder and louder. Electricity, snap. I told you, metaphysics. It works every time. In the afternoon, the family came back. I told them about the white-haired, bald-headed grandfather who was looking for his second uncle. The family could not tell who it was for a while, or whether we really knew him. Don't even seem to remember... About a day later, my grandmother said that a little girl from the next town had been dragged to a cornfield and raped and murdered. I was a little scared, but I hopped to the village square to play. When we got to the square, we found a lot of people talking about it. Curiosity was immediate, I heard a lot, and most importantly, I heard a description of the killer, or I knew who it was. White hair, an old man, almost bald... This is not... ? ! In a cold sweat, I ran home and settled down on the couch. Remember that day carefully. It's almost like knocking on the door when my family is gone... Even if it wasn't, who in their right mind would knock on a house with a locked door? After all, a locked door means no one is inside, unless he knows that I often get locked in by myself... But even the neighbors are not sure that my granddaughter is often locked in the house ah... And the moment I closed the door he seemed to want in. If I read this right, if I had been slow... Really dare not continue to think about... Anyway, if you have children at home, be sure to tell him not to open the door to strangers when he is alone in the house! Even though he's in elementary school. I mean, not every kid is as big and lucky as I am
By gongkai27 months ago in Confessions
A Friend's Story
A friend's wife said that although it had been many years, she still looked frightened as she recounted the experience -- it was a winter, the man had not returned from work, only she and her three-year-old son at home. The walls were repaired, and the accompanying mother-in-law moved back to her old house in the village! She was a little more emboldened by the fact that her house was at the far end of the village, and that there were two big wolfdogs in the yard -- winter nights were cold and long, and the strings of a woman without a man at home were always tight! In a daze, as if the wind outside the window, loos ring, a noise from the window was the wind occasionally, scared she flinched, too, just like someone knocked on the window - side slept is the son of her wrapped tightly quilt, pray in the heart, this tough night, can hurry past - the wind again big some, out of the window to window shook the ring! The dog barked, and she listened to make sure it was not her own dog! Sure enough, it was her dog! Maybe it was someone on the street! What time are you still up? Disturb others also can't sleep well! "She muttered, rolling over... Wrong! The dog barking outside the window is getting louder and louder. At first, Big Black is barking, and now two black is barking too! With the clatter of chains being pulled! That's not the kind of reaction people on the road get! It is the barking of dogs full of anger at the intruders and alarm at their owners! Is there something coming in? With that thought, beads of sweat crept across the sculley's brow. Her heart pined wildly as she tried to break out of her chest! But the barking became more violent, and apparently the intruder did not leave because he had been spotted! She looked at the sleeping son on the bed, the woman is soft, for the mother is just! She dressed, grabbed the iron bar with which she had stabbed the stove, and went to the door, fully prepared that there was a monster with fangs standing there, and opened the door. There was no monster! There's nothing! But the big black and black, tied in the corner, still sprang up from time to time, and ran wildly against the east wall, which they would have pounced on had it not been for the chains! But there was only an old elm tree outside the wall! Bare branches flapping their teeth in the wind! She didn't see anything wrong, but that's where the dogs were barking like crazy! I heard that dogs have better eyesight than humans, they can see what humans can't... Thought of here, just calm heart crazy jump up again, at the same time she finally saw the face of a round shape what was prostrate on the east wall shaking, jump, seems to have the aid of the wall to climb up that tree and - she dead all at once, his mouth a don't like people cries, rush to open the door, one foot on the shoes also dropped, to pick up, Run across the street to the neighbor's house and bang on the door! When the yard light came on, the neighbors came out and listened to her incoherent story. In addition, her dog in the yard still barked more than ever, and the male neighbors also had some hair! The three knocked on the door of a neighbor's house, and out came the couple again, while her yard dog was still barking, and apparently the thing was still on the wall! All that noise didn't scare it or him away? So arrogant? A neighbor suggested calling the police, but could not explain the intruder. So went home to take two flashlights, two men and three women, into her home -- the wind wind is not small, the old elm tree in the wind shaking twist, that round thing is still on the wall twist, swing! Like a man who tries desperately to climb up the wall, but can't! It was strange that it was still there after all this time - the male neighbor took a look at it with his flashlight, and it was a white, round thing that was shaking on the wall. I couldn't see what it was! The neighbor untied the dog, and the two dogs immediately threw themselves under the east wall, and raised their heads and barked loudly, but the thing was still swinging on the wall, and it was very angry! Two dogs have a blunt past, a few people finally bold enough to get up, go to the wall, two flashlight light on that thing - neighbor finally on the long one, after she was to see that face, a butt sitting on the ground, crying, a white trash bag blown bulging hanging on the branches, are twisted with the cold wind, swing...
By gongkai27 months ago in Confessions
