Hell Kindergarten

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The kindergarten was a nightmare for Jayn. She was forced to sit still and quiet for hours, and if she couldn't answer the teacher's questions, she was punished. One day, when Jayn didn't managed to answer a question, the teacher angrily picked her up and put her inside a rubbish bin.

"Stay there until you learn to answer me!" the teacher shouted.

Jayn was terrified and humiliated. She cried and screamed, but no one came to help her.

Another day, when Jayn smiled at a friend, the teacher said that she was talking and distracting her classmates and taped her mouth shut with sticky tape while putting her in the corner.

"No talking in class!" the teacher scolded.

The other students stared at Jayn in fear, too scared to speak up.

At home, Jayn's parents were oblivious to her suffering. Her father was often not home, working late hours, and her mother was too exhausted to notice Jayn's distress.

When Jayn tried to tell the parents what happened in school, she gets brushed off.

"Ah, you must have been naughty, Jayn," he replied, not looking up from his newspaper. "The teacher knows best. Just listen to her and you'll be fine."

"But...but...she taped my mouth..." Jayn said softly and sadly.

"That's just discipline, Jayn. You need to learn to follow rules. You must have been talking in class, that's why your teacher did that," he said, dismissing her concerns.

Jayn's mother just sighed and said, "Don't complain, Jayn. You're lucky to have a teacher who cares about your education."

The teacher's strict discipline approach was not limited to Jayn. She would often hit students with a ruler for minor mistakes, or make them stand in the corner for hours. The students lived in fear of her, and Jayn was no exception.

One day, the teacher made Jayn stand in the corner for an entire day because she forgot to bring her pencil case.

"You're careless and irresponsible, Jayn!" the teacher shouted. "Stand there and think about your mistakes!"

Jayn stood in the corner, tears streaming down her face, feeling humiliated and alone. She wished someone would help her, but her parents were too busy, and the teacher was too strict. She felt trapped, with no escape from the nightmare of kindergarten.

The kindergarten teacher's behaviour only caused Jayn to become even more reserved and quiet. She was terrified of speaking up or asking questions, fearing the teacher's wrath. She would sit in class, silent and still, trying to avoid attention.

At home, Jayn's parents didn't notice any change in her behaviour, as she had always been quiet. But Jayn was suffering inside. She felt like she was walking on eggshells, never knowing when the teacher would lash out at her again.

One day, the teacher asked Jayn to read a book aloud in class. Jayn was nervous and stumbled over the words. The teacher snatched the book from her hands and scolded her in front of the whole class.

"You're so slow and stupid, Jayn! Can't you do anything right?" the teacher shouted.

Jayn felt a lump in her throat and tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. She wanted to run away, but her legs felt heavy and unmovable.

Jayn felt like she was constantly walking on eggshells when in school, never knowing when the teacher would punish her next. She began to dread going to school, feeling like she was in a constant state of fear.

Despite her best efforts, Jayn couldn't seem to please her teacher, and she felt like she was losing herself in the process.

After that incident, Jayn became even more withdrawn. She stopped participating in class and stopped playing with her friends during play time. She would sit alone, lost in her thoughts, feeling like she was all alone in the world.

Her parents thought she was just being shy, but Jayn was really struggling to cope with the trauma of the teacher's abuse. She felt like she was living in a constant state of fear, never knowing when the teacher would strike again.

As the months went by, Jayn's silence became a shield, a protection from the cruel words and actions of the teacher. But deep down, she was crying out for help, desperate for someone to notice her suffering and come to her rescue.

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