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Dear diary,
                    Short insert today, it's sort of a continuation of my last entry, about my school thinking I was pregnant.

This was much longer though. For six years, my school believed that my nephew was my son. My nephew was born in my first year. So if he had been my child, I would of had to become pregnant soon before starting in my First year because his birthday is nine months after The school year starts.

If he would have been my child, I wouldn't have been present for the majority of my first year. Also, I was bloody twelve at the time!

The first time anyone actually asked me to my face was a little while after the rememberence day where I had met my friend.

The reason was because I had been carrying him, he was a little under three I think, since I knew I was going to be separated from him for atleast two hours, I'd carried and hugged him to the meeting area for the school group.

They had obviously assumed he was my son, since he was clinging to me and back then he didn't want to really be with others. I was his favourite person at the time.

So, I don't think this is traumatic, but, what do you think?

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