I past is extremely dark and sad… believe me or not but i was about to die 3 times.. all my friends except for 3 are toxic and my class hates me. I can tell you but it is EXTREMELY BLOODY -LAST WARNING- Well, it pretty much started as i was ~2 months old.. the divorce of my mom and dad… my father hated me and my mom.. he is a psychopath. The Jugendamt said i /MUST/ meet him every week.. so as i was ~5 years old it started.. every single week i must meet him. It was fun’n stuff at the start but it got worse and worse.. as i was 10 we had a gigantic dispute and it ended. I am actually glad that it did. To have less problems with my father i was first send into another school in my town to make it harder for him to detect where i am. Then after ~2 months we went into another school near here… i immediately got friends with another boy.. his name starts with N so let’s call him N.. As i was in fifth grade and went to the gymnasium the school was closed because there was a murder there.. i am pretty sure that it has something to do with the blood on the walls one day.. but it’s not important In fifth grade i almost died.. /TWICE/.. the first time a friend whose name starts with M (so i’ll call him M) almost killed me. I owed him 20 bucks and well.. he hunted me down.. with a rusty pin. I hid in the cellar wich was my fatal mistake.. he found me in a room and wanted the money. But i didn’t had it.. and out of anger he stung it into my arm.. and hit a vein with it.. i quickly took it out.. and it had a small barb wich made me hurt myself even more. Luckily it didn’t damage the vein hardly.. but i had two problems wich could kill me: -I could bleed out -Or I could die from a rust poisoning M realised that he was about to get a murderer and helped me get to the med bay (yes it had a med bay) where i was saved. I am still alive, luckily The second time there was a bike crash with N.. my head hit his bicycle and i went knockout.. i’ve got a stage 3 concussion. Wich again almost killed me. And the third time was pretty much my fault: One day, my phone has made a strange hissing noise.. I was scared and i trespassed into my old primary school. There i laid the phone on a table outside.. and here comes the part of the story wich shows how dumb i was: I threw a small stone at my hissing phone. And it exploded. It was a small fireball but thats not what got me- a small part of the phone hit my neck and almost hit the trachea instead it penetrated 2mm and hit the esophagus.. i coughed a lot of blood and almost suffocated from the hit on my throat. Thats how i almost died 3 times.. Now because of all that happenings, i was send into the ‘realschule’ wich was basically a downgrade- i went from the brainiacs to the average idiots.. all because of the incident with the bicycle.. (i didn’t told my parents about the two things) And because i am smarter than some 10th graders everyone hates me.. just as my father does. There is a lot more to tell but i just can’t- my hand is slightly shaking and the other parts are just to brutal to tell on that fancy little kids website If you have questions, feel free to comment
