This is story about my childhood when i was only 7 years old . That was a time when I was enjoyed with my friends very much . When I was in 1st class i was so lazy but kindness student in my class. There was a my teacher her name is mrs. Mahima mam she was so pretty in that time she was my loveliest teacher but one day she beated me very brutly because i was only a boy who did not done the work that was gave by teacher and also complained to my parents i was so cried nobody with me in this situation. I was felt lonely and cried i was started to thought nobody is loving me i was exhausted from in . That was a moment which makes me like a introvert . Then I was started to feared from teacher i don't no why . I thought I am not good but there was a one muslim friend who supported me very much but I lost him in when I was in class 2nd . On that time we have not phone so we could not stayed connected i am always thinking about him
.now where is he i don't no i also forget his face how was he look like .