I'm a teenage girl that just became sixteen and I've been thinking about things that have happened in the past and I remembered all kinds of things which I want to share with you.When I was younger (around 10 years) I was a really good girl. I studied a lot and I always tried my best for everyone. I had a couple of friends but I could get along with my whole class. I was a shy girl so I didn't talk that much but when you got to know me better I was really fun to hang out with and I was a friend who you could tell everything to. Of course things didn't stay like that. I got older and so did others. Everyone made groups ,but what bothered me the most were guys. Now you could think ' yeah ,yeah you fell in love then your heart was broken I know' but NO that isn't what I meant by being bothered.Around these ages guys are really playful. Now I wasn't one of the most open girls as I said I was very shy. I was a top student with a 'perfect' personality.Then there was that day, it began as any other day. I just went to school and nothing special happened at first. Then a few hours went by and it was time for a break , most of the kids just went outside and played. I also went outside and played with my friends but to reach them I had to run over a little football field. I was going to run over to them but then they stood there.The three most annoying guys, at that time I just thought of them as classmates ,nothing more or less. But what they did on that day made a big change in my life. They pulled my skirt up, now don't start imagining things, I wore panties under my skirt but of course that was so embarrassing. I asked them politely to stop joking around but they clearly didn't understand.
They kept messing around and pulled my skirt up a second time. That moment I got furious, I literally looked red like an apple ( yes I say apple I like red apples more than tomato's). I can assure you that they could see the fire in my eyes. I remember there were other kids around the field playing with marbles. Yeah those toys were popular at the time. So without really thinking I grabbed a guys bag full of marbles it even had those big ones. I swung a few times with it and I beat them up. YEP all three of the guys were hit in the balls by a girl with a bag of marbles. It might sound dramatic but it really changed my life, my personality became more open and stronger.A few years later when I went to a new school ( we call it middle school it's from 12 to 18) , I met new people there and I had promised myself to begin with a new start. I wasn't going to be a tomboy and hit the guys which is exactly what happened.Apparently my last name was fun to them. They didn't make fun of me or bully me,no they just called me names like mafia or something similar. Maybe I should make something clear first so you understand better. My parents are from a different country than where we live now so my last name doesn't sound like the local ones. Anyways with guys annoying me like that I had to do something about it.At first I ignored it then I saw nothing changed so I started 'fighting', it's not really a fight I just hit them and gave an awesome kick. I didn't like that I had to do things like that cause it made me less girlish and every girl wants a boyfriend right. Talking about that the biggest mistake I made at that time was fall for a guy that called me mafia but that's a different story that I will tell you some other time ....
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I meant marbles like these for the people that don't know what marbles are ^^
The story of my life
