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epiphany said:

About 5 months ago i visited my cousin who lives in north london. she has 3 young boys aged from 2 to 6 and i was pretty excited to meet them all since all i heard about them was nice stuff. unfortunately, the moment i stepped in to their house all i heard was screaming and i instantly got a headache. i couldn't even hear the poor girl trying to talk to me. when she lead me to their living room, it was a mess. there were pillows on the floor, her eldest son standing on the dining table and screaming, "f*ck you", her middle child crying in the middle of the floor, and her youngest trying to jump off his high chair. my blood literally started boiling, her eldest son was swearing at his mum and showing her no respect as she tried to get him down saying, "hooyo, please get down. i'll buy you icecream." she's so miskeen, i tried to tell her time and time again that all her children need discipline, but she was like, "they're just boys. they'll grow out of it." her middle and youngest child have been lovely and nothing short of helpful, but her oldest is a shaytan. i was showering once and he knew it, but decided to walk in on me on purpose(their bathroom door didn't lock). ever since then he called me "siil weyn" "naaso weyn" my boobs aren't even that big and that fucker didn't see my siil nacala. another time he told me "abaha was" i ended up beating him up afterwards cuz i had enough of his shit. the youngest child always said, "f*ck you" to me and i always thought he said "fun you" so i got so excited and happy, but i shortly realised that he was swearing at me the middle child would spit at me and sometimes grab my boobs. long story short, i got out of that house hating toddlers and vowing to never have children. the thing is, my cousin always took a good care of her kids. she would give them all a shower every evening, dress them, fill them up with yummy food, take care of them, play with them, and make them take naps, but what's the use if she's not going to tell them what's right or wrong. that one week staying with them was horrible. they scared me. i'll never forget that i got assaulted by a bunch of toddlers

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