Small story of an introvert
As a child I was always different from the others. Since I have memory I am like that and I still do not know what the personality is that I have developed. Although there are several factors that I guess in one way or another were affecting me.
• First: there is the disappearance of a father at the young age of just four years.
• Second: there is the bullying that he suffered from other children.
• Third: I also did not have time to make friends because I was constantly moving from housing to housing.
In short, several factors determined that he was introverted.
At the age of five because I had no one to talk to in kindergarten, I learned to read on my own, I always excelled in school but I never made friends.
Well, I have grown 18 years, I have many dreams to fulfill and I want you to know me, I want you to know who I am, I want to express what I feel but I do not know how to do it, if I could only express myself things would be different. But in the end I do not want to bore you with my stupid story, I just tell you to be careful with your children, relatives or acquaintances would do them a great favor in trying to understand them even if they do not say they will thank you from the bottom of their hearts.
Hopefully, the day will come when we all understand each other.