Whenever someone calls me nice and a good person-
Me: *gets a flashback from years ago of-
breaking the cartilage bone of my little bro's ear with a kick,
breaking my little bro's finger with a door,
sending my little bro flying from the bed with a kick,
punching and kicking my brothers,
fighting my mom,
snatching chocolates from my brothers and mom,
using seriously offensive words on my people,
saying that I would commit suicide,
saying that I would kill so-and-so,
boasting and prideful attitude,
saying that I could beat anyone,
and many more*
Sigh... the past is truly horrifying.
Sure brings back scary and regretful memories. Sigh... I sure am happy that I've changed, Alhamdulillah!
But I guess no one is ever perfect.
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You definitely wouldn't want to meet that me from years ago, right?
