Pₐᵣₑ𝚗𝚝𝘴 Fₒᵣ Sₐᄂₑ - 2

ᴹʸ ᵖᵃʳᵉⁿᵗˢ ᵃʳᵉ ˢᵘᵖᵉʳ, ᴿᵒᵇᵉʳᵗ, ᴬⁿᵗᵒiⁿᵉᵗᵗᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴬˡiᶜᵉ ˢᵃʸ, ᵗʰᵉʸ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰiˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ, ᶜᵃⁿ ᵈᵒ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰiⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ˢᵘᶜᶜᵉᵉᵈ iⁿ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳᵗᵃᵏᵉ. ᵂʰʸ ᵈiᵈ ᴵ ᵉⁿᵈ ᵘᵖ ʷiᵗʰ ᵐʸ ᵖᵃʳᵉⁿᵗˢ? ᴳᵒᵈ ᵐᵘˢᵗ ʰᵃᵗᵉ ᵐᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ᵐᵉ ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ ᵗʷᵒ. ᴹʸ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ is ᵃ ˢᵖᵒiˡᵉᵈ ᵐiˡˡiᵒⁿᵃiʳᵉ ᵈᵃᵘᵍʰᵗᵉʳ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐʸ ᵈᵃᵈ iˢ ʲᵒᵇˡᵉˢˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡiᵛᵉˢ ᵒⁿ ʰᵉʳ ᵉˣᵖᵉⁿˢᵉˢ. ᵀʰᵉʸ ʰᵃᵗᵉ ᵉᵃᶜʰ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉ ˡᵉᵗ ʰᵉʳ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ʰiˢ ʷiˢʰᵉˢ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵗʳᵘᵉ. ᴬ qᵘᵉᵉⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃ ˢᶜᵃᵐᵐᵉʳ iˢ ⁿᵒ ˡᵘᶜᵏʸ ᶜᵒᵐᵇiⁿᵃᵗiᵒⁿ. ᴵ ᵃᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵒᵒʳ ᵇᵃˢᵗᵃʳᵈ iⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐiᵈᵈˡᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠiᵍʰᵗˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ᵗʷo.

𝐿𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝐼 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡. 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡. 𝑆𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑡. 𝐼 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦, 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡. 𝑃𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑚𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒. 𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠? 𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ 𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ. 𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑒. 𝐷𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑, 𝐼 𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒. 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑦.

My father is the man who spanks me on command. St. Nicholas gives him a hand by giving him leather house slippers to hit me with. They last about two years. I have to lie over his knees, he lifts my skirt and spanks my buttocks. Is he counting or is he watching the clock? My father is a coward, a man without a will. He yells when my mother tells him to and after that, he whistles or sings while cleaning the bathroom and kitchen. He, Sint Nicholas and god are all men just like Michiel. To Michiel he never yells. Nor does he hit him. Michiel is 16, paid with money for his presence and I with the blows of a mat beater, the whip, my father's leather slippers. If it stopped there I might have kept my parents but I don't want them anymore.

I am tired of their swearing, the waving of knives, the throwing of chairs and I don't want to polish all those shoes anymore. I don't want to iron the laundry, sew the clothes, set tables, make beds. I don't want them to touch me and certainly not kiss them before I go to bed. I want to get rid of my parents and that is why I am putting them up for sale in the paper. They are used but full of energy and the best of all is they are for FREE. A great deal if you ask me, especially for those who are dying to have parents of their own.

As a child, you have to be smart. Do not cry because if you always do you can not impress your violent parents and make them stop. I don't know who's worse my father or my mother. Once in a while my father is kind but only if my mother is not around. If she is at home we have to be quiet and we all obey.

̴M̴̴y̴ ̴m̴̴o̴̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴̴r̴ ̴i̴̴s̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴q̴̴u̴̴e̴̴e̴̴n̴. A̴̴l̴̴w̴̴a̴̴y̴̴s̴ ̴l̴̴a̴̴t̴̴e̴, ̴a̴̴l̴̴w̴̴a̴̴y̴̴s̴ ̴i̴̴n̴ ̴f̴̴r̴̴o̴̴n̴̴t̴ ̴o̴̴f̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴m̴̴i̴̴r̴̴r̴̴o̴̴r̴ ̴w̴̴a̴̴t̴̴c̴̴h̴̴i̴̴n̴̴g̴ ̴h̴̴e̴̴r̴ ̴h̴̴a̴̴i̴̴r̴. ̴S̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴a̴̴s̴̴k̴̴s̴ ̴m̴̴e̴ ̴t̴̴o̴ ̴t̴̴e̴̴l̴̴l̴ ̴h̴̴e̴̴r̴ ̴i̴̴f̴ ̴I̴ ̴s̴̴e̴̴e̴ ̴b̴̴o̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴s̴̴p̴̴o̴̴t̴̴s̴ ̴a̴̴t̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴b̴̴a̴̴c̴̴k̴ ̴o̴̴r̴ ̴a̴̴n̴̴y̴̴w̴̴h̴̴e̴̴r̴̴e̴. ̴I̴ ̴p̴̴o̴̴i̴̴n̴̴t̴ ̴a̴ ̴f̴̴e̴̴w̴ ̴p̴̴l̴̴a̴̴c̴̴e̴̴s̴ ̴a̴̴t̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴s̴̴i̴̴d̴̴e̴̴s̴ ̴o̴̴f̴ ̴h̴̴e̴̴r̴ ̴h̴̴e̴̴a̴̴d̴ ̴w̴̴h̴̴e̴̴r̴̴e̴ ̴s̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴c̴̴o̴̴m̴̴b̴̴s̴ ̴a̴̴n̴̴d̴ ̴s̴̴p̴̴r̴̴a̴̴y̴̴s̴. ̴H̴̴e̴̴r̴ ̴h̴̴a̴̴i̴̴r̴ ̴i̴̴s̴ ̴s̴̴i̴̴m̴̴i̴̴l̴̴a̴̴r̴ ̴t̴̴o̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴q̴̴u̴̴e̴̴e̴̴n̴'̴s̴. ̴I̴ ̴d̴̴o̴̴n̴'̴t̴ ̴t̴̴e̴̴l̴̴l̴ ̴h̴̴e̴̴r̴ ̴a̴̴b̴̴o̴̴u̴̴t̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴h̴̴u̴̴g̴̴e̴ ̴b̴̴o̴̴l̴̴d̴ ̴s̴̴p̴̴o̴̴t̴ ̴a̴̴t̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴b̴̴a̴̴c̴̴k̴ ̴o̴̴f̴ ̴h̴̴e̴̴r̴ ̴h̴̴e̴̴a̴̴d̴. ̴I̴ ̴d̴̴o̴̴n̴'̴t̴ ̴c̴̴a̴̴r̴̴e̴ ̴i̴̴f̴ ̴s̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴l̴̴o̴̴o̴̴k̴̴s̴ ̴l̴̴i̴̴k̴̴e̴ ̴t̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴f̴̴o̴̴o̴̴l̴ ̴s̴̴h̴̴e̴ ̴i̴̴s̴.

If I can't sell those two with help of the paper I try the market place or will consider my behaviour. Bad children is who Saint Nicholas is looking for. He asks his friend Zwarte Piet to collect them and put them in his bag. He'll take all bad children on the Saint's schip and of to Spain they go. Spain sounds good to me. I can use a holiday of fifteen years in a warm country.

This is not real, my life story, fiction and A Kid's Diary does not exist.

Never keep a diary if you have parents like mine!
Count with the fact that if you tell the truth no one will believe you. Not even those with 'bad' parents themselves.

Note: December 5th: St Nicholaas gives presents to the poor (today people say it's for children only). Bad children receive nothing (the whip and salt) and will taken away in Piet's bag to Spain. No stories if they ever return.

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18-4-2024 - second version
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