I hate children. As a child I used to hate other kids too. People usually go ”aawww” when they see them and I just go out of my way to ignore them. They are the epitome of annoyance, especially when you’re inside a 10 hours flight and they just can’t stop crying. I understand your ears feel weird, mine too – to the point that they actually give me a strong headache – but you don’t see me swimming in my own gross snot and screaming my lungs out, succeeding at annoying everyone else.
I’ve had points in my life when I have actually got out of the subway/bus and waited for another one to come so I could get rid of having to listen to a child’s useless cry. I remember sending death glaring vibes to parents who wouldn’t pay attention to the f****** mess their impolite children were doing.
I especially hate when children throw tantrums in supermarkets when their parents won’t buy them something. So rotten spoiled and poorly educated that it just makes me want to slap the rudeness away. When children blurt out the stupidest things and actually smile, when they insult you and just keep laughing because they’re children and they can do it.
When they have those stupid ways of playing and start kicking you, you order them to stop and they just keep doing it. I hate children. I really do. They are gross to even look at, they are stupid to the maximum someone can be, they are rude, spoiled and have no manners at all. I hate going to a restaurant and get caught in a child’s fit because he/she doesn’t want to eat anymore or after asking for the food the f****** brat doesn’t want it. I hate being calmly sat in a bus seat making my way home/university and have a child sitting next to me and poking or grabbing my headphones, I hate it when mothers pay no f****** attention to their kids and leave the brats running with their disgusting dirty hands touching everything in sight.
In conclusion, I really hate children.