A classmate pushed Dana from behind, causing her to fall. Everyone around her laughed: it was the third time.
They sneered, “You’re the maid’s daughter, act like it, don’t act as if you’re one of us.” Dana tried to hold back her tears.
She never forgot the day her mother found a job as a cook at their school. Dana couldn’t integrate into this new environment.
The main culprit was the distant director, who allowed the children of employees to study for free in this elite school.
Wealthy children made it clear that they had no intention of assimilating with children from lower social classes.
However, Dana’s mother refused to listen to her complaints. “With this diploma, you can get into any university.
If you don’t have friends, it’s okay. You’ll spend more time studying.” Dana was an excellent student in her previous school, but here, she only managed to reach the third and fourth grades.
The teasing became increasingly hurtful, and the school staff pretended not to notice.
The final straw was when the smartphone she had saved for all summer broke down.
That day, Dana left the school and walked across the town, watching the waves crash on the shore. Suddenly, a stranger grabbed her arm and pulled her toward him.
“Are you lost?” He asked, tears in his eyes.
“What are you going to do? Let me go, or I’ll call for help,” Dana said.
“NO. Let’s go meet your parents. Where do you live?” “What can he do? After all, my mother is at work.”
“And your father?” “I don’t have a father.” “Let’s go see your mother.”
“No, I don’t want to meet her! It was her fault.”
“Give me your mother’s phone number; I’ll invite her to come.” “Okay, let me go, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
“Let’s go to the café. We’ll wait there.” About 40 minutes later, a frightened woman entered the establishment, her eyes filled with fear.
This man called her. “I am…” Fortunately, everything turned out well for her daughter.
Thank God. “I understand that I am intervening, but as a professional, I know that you are not entirely responsible.”
“What do you do for a living?” Dana asked.
“I am a forensic expert. Take action. Otherwise, it will get worse.
By your actions, you almost sent Dana to the hospital. Do you think she needs all these qualifications?
Please transfer Dana to her former school and ensure she sees a psychologist.”
After losing my parents, I had to go to an orphanage. One day, near the gate, I saw a familiar woman whom I had only met a few times in my life.
He left, leaving the mother and child alone.
