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hello my name is Jayda Francisca and this is my life story. I was born on the 14th of December in 2006. i was born in a happy family, two loving brothers, and two gorgeous big sisters but till the day i'm writing this i've only seen and met the oldest sister once. They're not from my mom only from my dad. The two brothers were already the sons of my dad's ex, and my youngest older sister was the child him and his ex got. Before that, he had a daughter with the second ex. their names are:

oldest : shanee (sister)

                jamil (brother)

                jamal (brother)

                chanel (sister)

I was born overweight, and angry. i used to be angry so my mom called me a sumo-wrestler. :) As soon as i could walk, my parents got me this baby scooter. With three wheels, it was purple and pink and i loved it very much. One day we were on the way to the park, and the scooter was stuck against the curb. So i got off, got good grip on the dang thing, lifted it up, walked 3 meters forward and putted it down. My parents were amazed by my strength, but i didn't really care.

(AGE 2)

So it was time for me to go to kindergarten, they tested me on my iQ and how developed i was because of the date i was born. Usually everyone does kindergarten for 4 years. (in het Nederlands, inclusief 1 jaar peuterspeelzaal, 2 x groep 1 en 1x groep 2) (you can copy to translate to english,  it's dutch btw) So they found out i was smart and practically a year beyond kids my age were. So when i got to the next year they tested me again. and the results were still the same. Instead of letting me do another year they let me skip a grade. I was 4 and the rest was 5.  You may think it makes no sense but it will get clearer by the story continues. It's not a big deal that age difference you may think. Well at that age it wasn't, until they found out emotional i was still a year younger than the kids i was around. But they letted me stay a year ahead of kids my age. I think they actually abolished this by now. 


(age 4) 

Anyway i got to 1st grade (groep 3)  there starts my story from here it gets sad. I had a big crush on this boy named Mace. He was handsome (still is), he is kind, tall, blond, blue- grey -ish eyes . and the cutest smile and dimples ever. As i said in the beginning i was born overweight, you know when people that are overweight. sometimes get "boobs" as they call it? well yeah i had that. So one day my crushes best friend pulled me in front of the class when the teacher was out he yelled that everyone had to look. He pulled down my shirt and my naked chest was visible to everyone, i pushed him off and ran away. He chased me and so was my crush, but my crush wanted to help me. 

As i was running down the hall they chased me i was crying, my crushes best friend yelled to show him more and let him touch 'em. (yeah here in my school those kids were already busy with things about sex. that's where i found out where babies come from) Well that's the point where both my friends (Nikita, Lisa)  started laughing at me for that, and the rest of the class started bullying me. "Fatty" "no one wants you" "die please" At the middle of that year i broke my toe so  i was on stools. We have a P.E. room in the "basement" of the school, you had to go down by stairs. With the stools it was easy to go down, but i needed help going up again. 

(can you feel where this is going?) i had to actually sit there for two hours watching my classmates have fun. I did have to change shoes so when the P.E. lesson was over we all headed to the changing rooms, with my broken toe it was difficult to change my shoe so in the meanwhile i was trying to put it on my "new" friends already left and i was alone with the meanest girls in the grade. *Great...* before i could pick up my shoes they snatched them from me, putted them in the sink and putted on the water. so as i tried to get there asap they were gone. When they were dry enough to take back to class they locked me in the changing room, i got anxious and my heart started pumping more blood through my body. i kicked and screamed until i heard a voice, it was that bitch Naomi. "sorry Jayda, we told the teacher we'd help you upstairs so she's gone. having fun in there?" i started yelling at her als the door suddenly opens and i fall through the doorpost. 

then i hear multiple girls laughing. Naomi and the girls ran up the stairs as i was standing up. When i got to the stairs they threw some stuff from the lost and found at me, (that stood in a closet above that stairs.. hard to explain.) and i was late in class so i wasn't allowed to go out in the break. I tried to tell the teacher but she didn't believe me.




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that's chapter one hope you guys enjoyed :) 

don't forget to smile, eat and hydrate. your worth it i love you so much, i'm glad your here!!

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