Moana's Life Story

Moana's Life👶👧👨👩💏👩👩👩

      My life started a Lil  good and bad were  I was treated  good and sometimes  bad, were some teachers  would like me and some teachers  wouldn't . The ones who did like me would help me out were I didn't really understand my Maths , Grammar , Science, Social–Studies , History and Physical  Education and there was the set of teachers  who  would just treat  me like pure shit but the worse kind

             This is were it all started............................

One sunny terrible  morning, as usual I would enter  my classroom were all the children  would call me hurt full names like black shit, trash face, lump of shit, fat ass and usually  at recess  and lunch  time they  would actually go and have their  fun by touching  me and running  down people with something  called the “the Moana touch” which had me really   sad and hurt on the inside  and outside sometimes I hide my tears by whipping or running inside the bathroom  washing off my tears from my face. When I told the teachers  about it  is like they don't  care or some of them would take it to the maximum were they would laugh😂😂😂😂😂😂 everytime  I told them  I was really annoyed  by it. But there was these  two teacher's  I had admire a lot and it was Misses Lee and Misses Nadia they would help me out if I was in trouble  with  children  bullying  me but most of the times I would take it two my own  were I just had enough and shit up everyone or get into fights  cuss out and other fucking madness sometimes I am just so sick of it were I cut my hand up with a sharper blade.

   That's  when a teacher  appeared  and told me to take a set with her and I can't believe  what she had said to me it  was so cruel  disrespectful  and TBH it lowered  hopes and dreams....
  
      “ Teacher speaking ”

“Ummmmmmm!!!!!!!! well Moana you would never  become  notting in life, no!! one would love you for you,you would be a vagrant  begging  for money on the street so yeah that's about it you can now exit your ugly ass out of here, dumb ass piece  of looking shit”........

I sadly walked my ass out of the classroom with my bag dragging  on the floor I was super depress and stressed the fuck out my mind was in turmoil  my heart beat was slower than a slog and I felt useless at that point of time.