bully is a friend..

when i was young, i dont have much memories that i can relate to my present.. all i can remember is i grew up being a weirdo.. at one point, i was a victim of a bully for straight 6 years, and it ruin pretty much of my childhood. since all this, i was basically a girl, with lack of confidence, i have no voice to speak out, and am the black sheep. i remember walking with my grandmother with my head down because i was too embarrassed to see anyone that might know me.. i still remembered the day, i stepped down from the bus, everyone in that bright yellow school bus, 'booed' me.. and my neighbor came out and telling me to take fight up with all that.. school was a hell. a nightmare that i had to live up for 6 years.. and why didnt i tell this to my parents, well, they werent quite there for me, did they??.. my mum always adore sons, and my dad, well, he dont really give a crap.. my grandma on the other hand, is the only mother i knew. i remembered being so safe whenever she is with me.. well, at that point, i never imagine me to live up to my voice, that i am doing now. my childhood and my adolescence was corrupted when my life started to take its form, well, that was just the beginning, not all seeds can flourish and not all flowers blooms.. however only the toughest survives and thus, i am.. standing here, writing this, i realized, my journey is still long, though i have come a long way reaching here, i have transform from being a victim to unimaginable things to be an unbreakable girl.. to those who are reading this, i know its not much, but never ever ever think that your life is over, in fact its only the beginning to tougher and stronger you.. yes, its you who are gonna take this challenge and thrive in a way no one else can.. sooner or later, eventually, you will be the survival of the fittest.. God's bless.. love you all..