As if We Were Young

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But it was a pity.

I loved Ellis once.

I had loved Ellis for many years.

I knew him too early.

We were even wearing a diaper at that time.

Ellis was a lovely little boy with a dimple on his left face. He always looked at people with his clear and watery eyes.

We were in the same kindergarten.

My mother had schizophrenia and was often hospitalized. I was brought up by my grandmother. My grandmother always braided my hair. She was old and clumsy, and she could not see things clearly. Thus, my hair was always a mess.

My grandma was not good at cleaning, so I was not as clean and tidy as other children. My face was dirty and sometimes I even had snot.

A child's innocent words may sometimes be cruel.

One day, I sneezed, and my snot sprayed on my hand. My deskmate stood up immediately and shouted, "Ew! You are disgusting!" And he told the teacher that he didn't want to sit beside me because I was dirty and smelly.