The Beginning of "Hard Knocks"

Once upon a time, in a stunning land of South Africa, there lived a pauper girl called Jenni. She had no one to turn to, no friends, and all she wanted was love. Then one day, after SLAVING over the house and children, along came a prince on his white horse and whisked her off to a magical land where she never had to slave over a single thing again and she and the prince lived happily ever after.
If that's how the story really went, this would be a very short blog. But sadly, the real thing is much more.
To start off, this blog is not written for pity, it is for anyone who has ever been bullied in their lives. This is a detailed expression of what went down and what it still going on in my life, which I will express completely over my writings.

It basically started in grade one, that's what I'm sure of. The bullying at that stage wasn't that bad but I vaguely remember being teased etc. by the people in my class. Of course I was happy though. I'm not sure a 6 year old would realize at that time that her life would be turned upside down over the next 12 or 11 years. I grew up in Pietermaritzburg with my parents and my two older brothers. We moved to Cape Town when I was 7, in 1999. I enrolled in a new primary school, grade 2 at that time but I got kept behind because we moved there so late. I acquired a "best friend." (I will keep Everyone's real names secret but my own so lets call her Amy) We stayed good friend for many years but she also teased me about my bladder problem where I would wet myself from laughing too hard. Which happened often. Her mother in a way, was obsessed with my mother so in the end, my mom cut those relationships short.

Not long after that, I was in the fourth grade, my mom found her brother after 31 years, Peter Callanan. They Had a great relationship, and I loved him unconditionally. 2 months after we found him, he passed away. We still don't know what from. It took us all extremely long to stop crying, especially my mother. None of us are over his death yet and it has been 7 years this March 14th coming. I had different friends at that point: Kara, Roxy, and another girl whom I was not very close to. Times started getting worse...
'Til next time.
xxxx