It was at the religious high school where my mother had relegated me. My s****l orientations discovered, things were no longer the same between us. I felt rejected. She didn't love me anymore. She was ashamed. And my punishment was concretely this strict high school isolated from the rest of the world where I was destined to stay for a whole year. We wore uniforms. I hated it. I was about to experience hell on earth. To be so bored that I would like to put a bullet in my head.
I thought that until I set foot there and experienced the reality of the place.
Behind the high and imposing walls of this structure there were all these rich kids whose parents did not want to suffer the dishonor and these walls were precisely there to hide all the excesses of these spoiled children and all the sc
