Chincho, your sister, and your mother.. No words will be able to comfort your family.
When I was young, my legs were in boiling water and I wore shorts every summer, and I was treated like a monster by the local kids.
Even on my way home from school, when I pass by the adults, it becomes very quiet..
It was so hard and I lived crying every day.. But in the summer, if I wore long pants, I looked at elementary school more strangely..
When the new class changed, there was no doubt that a child came up to me and said, "Hey, look at this," and classmates from the class came to see me, 40 to 50 people from Ururu.
The feeling of a monkey in a zoo is still very vivid.
They don't come to me as if it's any disease, and their fathers tell me not to play with them..
The painful time and the pain of hair loss that came again...
I know. I don't think anyone..I can't comfort your family right now..
I cried for an hour after reading your message..
I'd like to go to you instead on behalf of those cruel people and make a wish..
Why I came to America.. If your family had come, it would have been less painful here... I'm so sorry...I'm sorry.
You can never give up... I will always pray for your family, even in America far away..
It was a very shameful day as a human being..
I couldn't see the most beautiful thing in the world until today.......................
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