Everyone, no matter big or small, will have scars.

On the way of my life, there is a big scar, whether physical or mental

At that time, I was a 5-year-old child, still in kindergarten.

Because my family is poor, my clothes come and go only the three. I only wear two clothes at ordinary times, and one for holidays. It was a bright red dress, but at that time, it was old fashioned.

I have no friends in kindergarten, and everyone is unwilling to play with me.

One day, I suddenly received an invitation from the whole class to play in the lawn behind the school tomorrow. Of course, I nodded happily.

The next day, I put on the dress I was willing to wear for the holiday, and even the black cloth shoes were washed clean by me. We all came to the big lawn hand in hand.

Everyone said that I should be an eagle by playing with eagles to catch chickens. I had to agree. We had a good time. Suddenly, a sudden rope tripped me, and I fell into the mud pit in front of me, covered with mud, and my head was knocked down, with blood flowing out. Everyone was stunned. When they came to their senses, they all ran home and left me alone in the wild mountains.

Later, my mother took me home.

I told my mother the cause and effect of the incident, saying that I was careless and didn't watch the way. My mother said, "How can there be rope in such a remote lawn? Did your classmates bully you?" I was eager to explain, but my mother did not listen to me again.

The next day, my mother told the teacher about it.

Maybe the teacher taught them a lesson. They never bullied me again, but I was ostracized at school. Everyone ignored me and I didn't talk to others.

Because of this, I left a scar on my head, and this scar has become a permanent "scar" in my heart.

With the passage of time, the "scar" of my soul has been washed away more and more. Now I have become a young and lively girl. But that scar is forever engraved on my body and heart and will never be washed away.