Diary of bad weather mood
Brush your teeth when you get up in the morning. Don't do this. Every day is so boring.
While my aunt was away, I picked up my slingshot and slipped out quietly.
I heard that the scenery in the mountains is beautiful and the people there are simple.
Mom, I want to wander like the wind and be crazy.
Don't be so polite every day I hate being polite to everyone. Who are they? Don't know anyone.
Why can't you eat ice cream, why can't you play games, and why there is so much homework. I don't want to go to cram school. I don't want to learn what I don't like.
Mom, mom, please let go. I'm so tired. This is a cycle of time, so terrible, so horrible.
When I leave home, I will get wet in the rain. No one cares about me, but I am sick, and only my mother is with me.
Running away from home, no one cares, but no one wants to hug me anymore, no warm embrace.
I know all this, but it's like a prison here. I'm lost.
Whatever you say is what you want, because it's for my own good.
If one day, I really grow up, if you are not here, I may not know how to live. My life is dark.
Looking at those children on TV, I am so happy and happy.
Mom, forgive me. I can't breathe. I can't breathe. Your love is like a chain, and I'm just a walking corpse. Don't go to school, don't greet people you don't know, don't, don't do this.
Mom, I want to be a natural child, not a goldfinch in a cage. If I die, I don't blame you. My life is up to me, not God.