Ola’s Pimples

Ola’s Pimples

“Yes, Looli?”
“I don’t know why I have a lot of pimples on my back.
Can you take a look?”
“Show me.
It’s because you keep thinking about boys, you naughty girl!”

“Thinking about boys?
What does that have to do with these pimples?”
“Hold on a minute, Ola.
I want to watch the show.”
“Tell me what you mean first.”
“You know what I mean.
Stop acting stupid.”
“What do you mean?”
“Be quiet, Ola.”

No, I didn’t tell her of course.
I could never tell her that someone pinched my ass.
Two boys on a donkey were passing by.
They said some things.
I was worried about the girls who were with me.

As they passed by us,
One of the boys got close to me and pinched me.
I was so embarrassed.
I didn’t know what to say.
I didn’t tell anyone.
I told the teacher that some people were just teasing us,
But that’s it.
I went to my room and cried.

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