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story my childhood story - Crying Without Hope & Friends
Introducing my name is Hendro Surono, some say calling ndro, hend, surono, unclear / not connecting (the language used to be difficult for people to understand when they were young / when they were young because they might have a disorder), and sometimes they are called idiots,

likes to fantasize what he sees imagine what he thinks sometimes thinks stupid things also exist

For Now My Nickname is Hero, well for a brief reason, because from my long name it is sometimes better

If in short the hero from HE - R - O that's where I get the name also from inspiration from the hero where too they uphold justice for the truth, well, from anime-rich figures, for example, just one favorite

(for more details, can search on google) he is a lone hero and has the power to hit 1 hand could destroy enemies, but he's an aloof hero who's looking for something he's looking for right now huh maybe friends, family, around like that, okay here I will tell the true story or the original story of my life from childhood until the time I take it for now which I call the name of the hero ~.

childhood conversation that I still remember

where one day there was a young child where I played in a giant water tank alone playing nobody the person beside me and my family, there I just feel happy when playing alone, even though sometimes I fantasize about having it friend beside me, well sometimes i have an imagination where i was wondering why there is such a big place with water storage and there was only a void left that I heard the sound of the engine running in my mind in the water tank Think what if I go into the tank in and die there (sometimes the only thing I imagine is death until recently and there is no thought in children generally just playing fun), but I sometimes read my mind from childhood to death how to survive / want to die quickly to calm down, but I was afraid of death, so I thought about waiting for my death

there I was playing in the big tank felt something speak through my mind briefly to tell that what you achieved today must be lonely

But I just kept playing near the tank there was nothing else

then I was getting older there I started looking for friends

but I tried to make fun of or introductory by talking but I tried even though my speech was not clear to them but I'm still trying to get along, but it turns out I can't be close to anyone nor be friends, but there are every time I am close to me there are those who take advantage of me, but to be bullied and to use my limitations. my life and I resigned, crying uncontrollably and can only hold back sometimes tattling that no one defends themselves with My own life, where I feel re-thinking before the incident in the tank is not a life choice and only exists imagining the death to come, I am sometimes more alone, it's more fun with video games that made you feel like you had friends and felt delusional have friends near me, even though life is useless, but I live with emotions inside and out pathetic smile has not been in life to feel what you feel I feel but this I feel alone and no one else knows

looking to keep getting older I am where I entered children's garden school, there is still an advanced but still imagined and regret it as a child and still imagine that later I will continue if someone reads this I will keep making up my story

IG : hero_darhonz

gmail : hendrosurono.hs@gmail.com

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