First my roommate and her councilor hired a man to beat me up, because I wrote a thesis and she didn’t. He almost killed me, and they told me I was bad.
Then I met a man, he said he loved me, and we were to marry in a week, I was pregnant, and he dumped me for a woman he had an STD with, and they told me I was bad.
Then this women started writing false complaints to the police about me ( pretending I called her), and they told me I was bad.
Then she and my ex wrote a book, in which she was a heroine who saved the world from the epidemic (not epidemic of STD, for she was with many, but a flu). In that book they told how I was fat (I am 98 lb, 5’7, and we had just potatoes to eat, and almost died from hunger, and she drove expensive cars and flew on private planes), and bad.
Then I was sad and asked some priests if I would be told, when I die, why many bad things (many more than just these) happened to me, and they told me no, I will have to explain why I was bad here
Why am I bad? This story is not true xD
 "MiaKia")