Chapter 1 Childhood, Kindergarten Times

Chapter 1 Childhood, Kindergarten Times

A Chapter by Masaking
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Overall of the story is about when i was in Kindergarten

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People called me crazy when I was a kid. It was back then, when I was in Taiwan. Started from elementary, kindergarten, I am not sure what happen but people treated me bad and differently, just because I always bragged about I was born in USA. Kids in my school often bully me for being a skinny kids in the entire class. I skipped school on the first day of my kindergarten. In my school we have security box next to the school gate. I was short enough to run pass the security box without noticing. It was my first time skipping school and I felt it was so easy to do so. I reasons to skip school, that I was afraid of the people in my class and I missed my mom very much.

The second time I skipped, was raining. When it was break time, everyone have to stay inside. I stared outside from a window. I glanced every second just don’t want the teacher noticed me about to skip school. When the teacher was taking care of some kids got a fight with other kids just because one of them don’t want to share their toys. That was my greatest chance, I quickly grabbed my shoes and ran outside in the rain. When I see the security was inside his office, I hid behind any object that no one could me. Went through a lot of hid out, until I finally on the side of the office box, making sure that everything in the area was clear. I waited for a long moment, when I was about to stepped outside of the school boundary suddenly my teacher came running toward me. I jumped all of the sudden; then I escaped, and ran toward to my apartment. I was fast enough that, my teacher couldn’t get me until I reached to my apartment door, pressing the security bell 10times a second. As a result, I was caught and was being pulled back to school. My teacher was covering her ear on one side because I was struggling and crying at the same time. This was the end of skipping school.


Whenever I arrived or after school there weren’t any different until I get home. I usually play by myself. I had an imaginary friend, which was me. I talked to myself a lot and when I was at home, I played dolls, Lego, and action figure. I liked to build a city and then destroyed as a monster. I did all of these things every single day.

In school, I heard rumors about me. Somehow it was from my classmates, one of them thinks I am a weirdo, however it was forwarded to many others kids from other class. Turned out, I got no friend in kindergarten. I found out when they started to avoid me and don’t talk to me at all. Soon after, I started to loose faith. I started to think there is no point of live in a world without fun . I got no friend and on top of that this rumor would followed me through graduation.

Another thing I want to talk about was that when it was nap time. I woke up in the middle of nap time. I noticed our teacher wasn’t around. I had a feeling of wanting to skip again. When I stuck outside of the class door and was caught by my teacher from behind. She got my arm.

Skipping again?” she said.

“N-no. I want to go to the bathroom,” I lied, even though I knew the bathroom wasn’t the right direction I was going.

She picked me up and spanked my butt. At first, I thought she was going to let me go after she punish me. But then I noticed something isn’t right that she walked passed my classroom and I was wondering where she was taking me.

“Where are you taking me?” I cried, she ignored me until I screamed.

“Shut up, you’re disturbing other classes,” she slapped my head.

Then, I saw a group of teachers chattering, sitting outside a classroom front porch.

“This kid tried to skip class again, good thing I caught him,” said Mrs. Liu, my teacher, I was still on her arm.

“Again?” said other teachers.

“Are you going to give him a punishment?” one of the teachers said.

“I already spank him,” said Mrs. Liu.

“Are you sure he will not do it again? I mean this was this 3rd time of skipping even though you punished him every time when he wouldn't correct himself,” the teacher continued.

“I have a great punishment for this boy,” said one of the teachers, ran to her class and came back with a diaper. My teacher was defending me at first until others started to change her mind. One of the teacher, hold me down and told others to pressed my legs and arms, they let me laid on the floor. The teacher who had the diaper of ideas changed for me. I tried to struggle but my arms and legs were been pressed against the floor. My legs was spread. What was very uncomfortable was that the rest of the teachers were staring at my penis. On top of that, I heard each one of them was judging too. At that moment, when I gave up in struggling, I turned my head back, and I was shocked that other kids saw me from behind. Many of them were awake from that time I was screaming. When my teacher let me go.

“Can I take it off, it feels really weird,” I told Mrs. Liu, before I leave.

“No. This is your punishment, you have to wear it until you get home,” she said, laughing.

“Can I go to the bathroom?” I asked, thought she could take the diaper off for me.

“Sure, peep in your diaper,” She said.

In kindergarten bathroom was an open area, both genders boys and girls were open area. The difference was boys and girls were separated into two different colors, boys was blue and girls was pink.

When I got on to a toilet, I couldn't get the diaper off me.

“Mr. Liu, can you get this diaper off me?” I cried.

“You don’t need to take it off, I told you just peep in the diaper,” she said.

I was wonder if I peeped on the diaper that means I have to carry a wet and smelly diaper home. I worked my way out and peep into the toilet.

When I got back to the classroom. The nap time was over and everyone got up. There were some kids wondering why I was with Mrs. Liu. One the kids asked why. Mrs. Liu didn’t try to cover my punishment. She told everyone in class that I got a diaper as a punishment by trying to skip school. That day was the most embarrassing of my entire life. When I got home, I ran into my room, took me 3minutes. Just to figure how to take a diaper off. I carried my diaper out in the dinner room where my parents were. I tried to tell them what happened to me. But it doesn’t work because my parents were fighting. I figure that they might noticed the diaper if I left it on breakfast table. After that, I ran outside and play by myself.



© 2010 Masaking


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wow, this is a really tense story....
do the teachers really do that??
my mom told me that I used to skip kindergraden, so then, my punishment was that I couldnt go anymore, which was fine with me.
do teachers get fired by doing that??
... that is really kinda creepy... the way they "take care" of children.. what about teens?

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