[Teachers and Students·Senior Year·Control·Pain]
I was 16 years old when I met her.
She is 35 years old and is my teacher.
The first time we met, she grabbed my arm. I didn't pull it back.
Later, she hit me and I knelt down; she kicked me and I curled up; she searched for my mobile phone and I was shaking.
But as soon as she looked at me, I felt that this was love.
She controlled me and imprisoned me in the name of love.
I am addicted to her and enjoy every violence.
I asked her: Do you know what I am thinking?
She said: I know, I like you too.
I can't tell which one I like.
With these six words, I forgive everything. All the late night tobacco smells and four a. M. Wake-ups.
So I stayed. I have knelt down, been in pain, and also laughed.
Enough
Purpose: To identify twisted love through personal experience of pain. May all controlled souls stand up again after kneeling.