I Didn't Learn How To Love

Chapter One- "She isn't a normal person!"

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"Hello I'm Kiara Campbell and I like to read and write some stories about love." this is how I started my first day at my new school. I never was a popular girl, but I thought that in the nwe school it would be different. I was wrong. I was so wrong. When I introduced myself, people started to laugh at me. I felt my cheeks getting red and practically run through the classroom just to get into my chair and be there looking like an alien that never went to school befofe in the whole lifetime.

That happened four years ago. I was 10 years old and I was so innocent and idiot. Now I'm fourteen, I didn't change too much, but I changed enough to know that I would never be popular or live in a fairytale. In those 14 years too many things happened in my life, so I'm gonna tell you the story of my life, so get a cup of tea or coffee, get comfort and continue reading. 

Everything started in december 22, 2004. My mother and my father were in jail, yes, both of them. I lived my first four months of life in a jail, and then I went to home with my aunt and my grandparents. They gave me love and everything I needed.

When I was three years old, I started to go to school. I was the most intelligent and popular of the classroom, the only one who learned to read and write with three years old. When I was four, I made a boy fall from a toy and he went to the hospital, I know that too much time have passed but I still feel bad for him. In the next year I thought I liked this boy. I forgot about him in the next year.

When I was six, a boy fell in love with me, and he was always chasing me, what made me hate him. At six I won the tiyle of "princess"of the school because I sold some tickets, but at this age bat things happened too... One day I heard my aunt and my grandma fighting and then my aunt said: "She'll never be a normal person! She borned in a jail!". I tried to forget about that. I changed of school.

At seven years old, I fell from the couch and hurted my chin. I won a lipstick because I didn't cry when the doctor used needle and thread in my chin because it was open. In the same year I started to love a boy. He was blonde with blue eyes, his cheeks were red and his name was Lucas, but he told be that he liked me just as a friend. I  returned to my old school.

At eight years old, I have been bullied because of my teeth and because I was a "shorty". I fell in love with the boy who made bullying with me and the guy who loved me when we were six stated to love me again. I was a perfect student.

At nine I fell in love with the "smart boy", his name was Matthew. In this year, our teacher made couples at our classroom, he was my couple. I was the best student at my school in this year and the best at math and science, a girl started to hate me because the teacher said I was her favourite.

At ten I was a really ugly girl that loved to read, write and sing, so I made singing classes and a boy of my classroom made too. In the middle of the year I changed of school, and the boy that made singing classes with me said to my best friend to ask me when I would accept to be his girlfriend. I broke his heart and fell in love with a boy that apparently would turn into a player soon, and I was right. I fell in love with a boy that I remembered from my seven years old, he was in my classroom in the second grade.

At the fifth year, when I was ten years old, is where I'm gonna really start to tell you my story in details. In the new school, everything was different. I was surrounded by little stupid girls with money that thought they could do anything, because they're rich, and everyone in this schoolwas like that. Except for me and a boy called Kevin. 

The first day was the worst. I sat with all the girls and I was completely ignored. After that day I always stayed with other two girls, they always abandoned me like I was a piece of trash. I didn't care, but then I started to stay with some other girls, and then I met my ex best friend.

My first big problem at this school was when I went bad at a test and then I started crying in the classroom because of it, I really regret of this day... I can't believe I did that. 

At december of 2015, when I was already eleven, I travelled to Rio De Janeiro, at Brazil, to my uncle house, when I came back home I was looking like if someone have placed me in a oven and left me there for five hours and then when I went out of it I was looking like a Burnt Chicken.

"Wow, Kiara! What happened to you?!", said my best friend when I went to school after vacations and all I wanted was to put my head inside a paper bag and never take it out of my head again. In this year there were two new girls, they both were like two idiots. They stole one of my best friends and then started to make bullying with me when my other best friend wasn't seeing it.

2016. February. I went back to Brazil, but I went to a beach in São Paulo. I came back looking like a Burnt Chicken again.

At august, we have a travel with our school, it was a complete disaster. I didn't stop laughing in front of my crush and I almost died because of a piece of potato. 

At october I discovered that my best friend was going to change of school and cried so much. No, I didn't cry, I just wasted my tears. 

That's all you have to know for now, no broken hearts, not now, but soon you're going to see how bad people can hurt you, even if you are an innocent eleven years girl who never hurted someone, well, maybe sometimes, but no one never really knew about it.