ereuto2002
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I was born in the year of 1984, in a small village in the north of Morocco from whence my father had married my mom, I had four brothers and one sister and i was the eldest one of that family.
Leaving afterwards to Casablanca the biggest and the most overpopulated city in Morocco, since my father being a soldier in the first medical battalion implanted thereof, he decided to settle in the suburb of the area so called Nouacer.
After finishing the third year in primary school in my village, I finally decided to join my family there to continue my study but alas!
Being the first son of the family and not bred any well, my head began to be filled with rambling thoughts as far as fear of failure.
My father, who was very ancient, had given me all kind of calamities in life as far as frustration, lack of family warmth, hunger, and violence. I and my second brother were exposed to many vicissitudes which lead human to become subhuman, we were treated as beasts, i remember when my second brother was beaten, tortured and violated one day he decided to escape from this hell to unknown place but with the assistance of the police department he found him and brought him to the hell again.
I could not forget that day; he stripped him to the waist, fastened him with a chain of metal and began to beat him with a rough rope on his back until it had bled then he took a bucket of water mixed with salt, detergent and soap, he poured it over his back and confined him in a corner of a chamber and I let you imagine what degree of pain you can feel about that.
You may question yourselves why he did that, I never knew but the only reason for that he was abnormal, psycho and he still is.
I was born in the year of 1984, in a small village in the north of Morocco from whence my father had married my mom, I had four brothers and one sister and i was the eldest one of that family.
Leaving afterwards to Casablanca the biggest and the most overpopulated city in Morocco, since my father being a soldier in the first medical battalion implanted thereof, he decided to settle in the suburb of the area so called Nouacer.
After finishing the third year in primary school in my village, I finally decided to join my family there to continue my study but alas!
Being the first son of the family and not bred any well, my head began to be filled with rambling thoughts as far as fear of failure.
My father, who was very ancient, had given me all kind of calamities in life as far as frustration, lack of family warmth, hunger, and violence. I and my second brother were exposed to many vicissitudes which lead human to become subhuman, we were treated as beasts, i remember when my second brother was beaten, tortured and violated one day he decided to escape from this hell to unknown place but with the assistance of the police department he found him and brought him to the hell again.
I could not forget that day; he stripped him to the waist, fastened him with a chain of metal and began to beat him with a rough rope on his back until it had bled then he took a bucket of water mixed with salt, detergent and soap, he poured it over his back and confined him in a corner of a chamber and I let you imagine what degree of pain you can feel about that.
You may question yourselves why he did that, I never knew but the only reason for that he was abnormal, psycho and he still is.
