Parents Must Know –Why am I a spoilt child?
“I was a human being, but my
dad and mom and other people made me an awful animal which bites everyone and
barks at every individual everywhere. Hey fucking world! I am gonna let you know
that why am I a spoilt child”???
When
my dad has a problem and he can’t get something which he wants, he says, “O
fuck! I could not do so”. Sorry dad, you
have just taught me what I didn’t know. When my mom and dad discuss something
at home, they start negotiating with four letter words. Accusing, blaming, untrusting
and laughing scornfully may fully be seen in the nature of them. Sometimes dad
shouts at her and usually she scolds him. She is too much, too much and too
much suspicious. Secondly, O’ my dad makes sex in front of me, but she is not
my mom. She is very old friend of my dad although she is black but sexy. It is
called cheating dad because mom needs your attention! Nothing is good at my
home except noodles, sandwiches, scrambled eggs and my mom’s mirror. Mom loves
to apply makeup in day and night and my sis loves to copy her even in sleep. My
dad is Christian who doesn’t know about Christianity and my mom is Hindu who
does not know about Bhagwat and Geeta. I don’t know which way is good for me,
Hinduism or Christianity.
In
my neighborhood, there are some interesting folks who don’t want me to be good
in the civilization. I live in the west, but why I hate the east even though
the sun rises in the east. In my surroundings, people lecture me that only your
country is good whereas other countries are traitors. Every individual seems to
admire himself and tries to promote. No
one is ready to accept his or her mistake and majority of the people are in the
way to earn money legally or illegally. Abusive and obnoxious statements have
been thick on the ground nowadays that made me a bad boy. I see young girls
kissing young boys that I also feel like doing the same. I love to do so. I
like the way they do, but I am afraid of my dad although he does the same at
home or on the quiet. I am a fucking kid, but I am that due to you.
I
don’t know why I am taken to this fucking
hell called school where there is no peace but stress. My teachers take my
exams according the syllabus, but some students may get position by using their
mind in cheating. In school there is no one to tell me the meaning of my
syllabus. The senior students fight together and sometimes they patch up too
and they are my teachers who teach me how to fight. Only a very few students
are interested in getting education and they are capable of doing something
good, but I am not because my teachers can’t tell again and again and if I ask
the meaning of any word, they tell me. When I don’t understand, the other
students sneer at me. Our teachers also teach us PLAY for example “The Merchant
of Venice” which may erode my emotions and we boys want to be Bassenioooo,
Antanioooo and Grataionoooo and our female classmates want to be Jessicaaaaaa
and Portiaaaaaa. O! It creates a very bad atmosphere in my school. My teachers also poison my ear against other
religions especially Islam. My teachers say that they have more than 10 years
teaching experience, but they do not remember any five quotes of William Shakespeare
or other thinker.
Screen
is screen even it is mobile phones’ or televisions’. My dad and mom are very
sweet and liberal that I have access of internet and a huge dish antenna at my
home is available. They think I watch cartoon and informative documentary for
my syllabus, but I go for whatever my heart wishes. In school I tell my friends
about pornographic content and they also share their filthy stuff. Horror,
carnage and revenge are the priority of any movie and in my school’s geography
book, there are 25 units, but I hardly remember 10 whereas I remember more than
100 movies. Well! Fast and Furious, 50 Shades of Grey, Titanic, Blade, Diary of
a Teenage Girl and Diary of a Call Girl are my favorite movies. I have learned
to admire myself by my sweet daddy and mummy. Whatever I have said to you is
not my fault. Regards: A spoilt child!
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