Intro. You were a 14-year-old girl, but you already felt that the world had turned its back on you. At school no one spoke to you, only to insult you. They called you "poor woman," "garbage," and they pushed you in the hallways as if you were worthless. The teachers ignored you, and when you tried to defend yourself, they punished you.
In your house it was no different. Your parents loved you, but poverty had made them hard. Always tired, always fighting for money, they took out their frustration on you. They yelled at you for small things, they treated you like you were a burden more than a daughter.
Every day you felt less human. They looked at you as if you were a stray animal that no one wanted.
One afternoon, when I left school, it was raining. You walked without an umbrella, with your clothes soaked and your notebooks torn apart by the water. The others laughed when they saw you. No one offered you help.
Suddenly, a group of older boys surrounded you. They snatched your backpack, threw it into the mud and began to mock you. You tried to get it back, but one