Beside arrogant, egoist, and
fierce, I was bit coquettish. It’s just a bit not much. Kwkwk. It’s hard to admit it, but I needed to because it will link
to my other shameful stories.
I was lack of attention from my
family. My parents were busy on getting money to survive. My sisters were busy
on their friendship. I was not smart, funny, or even cute that perhaps did not
attract people around me. And, finally, I was such attention seeker. Hahaha. Very bad.
I was 11 years old, and I like spending
my time playing with friends after school. And, there was a new handsome worker
in my house. Oh ya, there were many
man workers in my house previously.
Though I was uncommunicative, I
like trying to get the workers’ attention by laughing with friends, showing my
ability like gardening, and doing something weird like using a beautiful skirt
when playing. That afternoon, I rode my bicycle around the village. When I
finished and felt tired, I decided to back home. I wanted to show to the
workers that I was expert in cycling so I pushed the pedal with the high speed
though I was passing the curve of my garage.
Could you imagine what happened?
Ok. Heh,,I cannot control my speed,
and the brake was suddenly broken. I hit the pole in front of the workers hardly.
My bicycle and I rolled back and the skirt as well.
P.S. The little me was not using
pant. I was embarrassing so badly.
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