My life story is brutal. When I was a child, I almost died. I went to a lake to bathe, something pulled me in, and I thought my life was going to end there. My cousins saved me. I suffered abuse and mistreatment. I had surgery for an umbilical hernia that was about to burst. I discovered that my mother wanted to abort me, and somehow I was born. My mother, when she was alive, always preferred my brother. I was despised, and even today my father prefers him. I stay in my room crying every day, living with this enormous pain, with cursed genetics and the height of a complete circus dwarf. I'm addicted to Jewish pornography. This is complete hell. I suffered racism, bullying, and aggression. A guy put my head in the toilet. Everyone rejected me, even the teachers and the girls laughed in my face. This is the only place where I can feel happy and welcomed. My brother beat me, and my mother always blamed me. This is my reality, a torment.
