After reading my previous story, I guess you might have impression on what kind of person I am. As a reminder, I don't mind to repeat a few lines of them. In aforementioned, I was raised in poor family and consistently criticized by others. I thought such fucking life may end up in my secondary school. But, I was too wrong. I was silly enough to think like an innocent man.

During the first year of my secondary school, I got know few female friends. They were talkative and fun-loving person. Just with one thing...they never tried to understand one's feeling well. They ever hurt me verbally. They kept jeering me as sissy boy. I have to admit that maybe I spent most of my time with my mum and sister. That'sthe reason why I acted gently and speak softly compare to other boys. Eventhough I possessed soft charateristic, I think they shouldn't shot me with such unbearable comment right in front of other classmates.

I was truely down in the dump on that particular day. I started to wonder my real tendency and gender as well! I know those who never experience this situation would have laughed till their jaw off. I ever tried to change the way I act into more rough and rude somemore, to no avail, I always received the same comment from them. I was sad enough to stay in that school and even ever tried to runaway from them. But...I just couldn't do anything.

I told my own, I have to be strong in order to go through all those obstacles. I promised myself not to be so weak and decided to put off any bad comments on me and only take up the goods. Years gone by, I finally got over from the horrible feeling and was in final year in my secondary school as well. I expected everything dreadful in my life would soon gone and the pretty handsome life would be waiting ahead. Unfortunately, something happened to my family...