Hello i am (Name:Kane , Age:14 years old , Gender:Male , Appearance:Black Hair,Brown eye,Brown skin , Birthday:September.9,2001)
and i will tell you about my life
on november.3,2015 at 7:43 am,we were live in just small house oh actually it's a room with 6 person so you can hear every conversation at that time i woke up because i hear someone arguing and its my mom and dad.
Mom:in those past year you always said that you dont what them to go to school so they can work as what a garbage collector. you even dont give me atleast 1 dollar for their aducation and now you saying that you are the one who always sacrifice i'm the one who work 10 hours a day just to feed them and let them go to school i dont even feed myself i work hard with that fucking sewing machine so i can earn atleast $20 dollars (₱1000 peso)a week.
Dad:are you done?
you live here right so give me my money.
my dad saying those word while pointing his finger to my mother forehead,as i remember mother said that dad is a good person before so dont judge him.
every time i comeback from school i always seen my mother with a new bruise and i ask her.
Me:ma! dad did it to do you again right?
Mom:No i bumped into the table!
Me:okay mom i will just take a bath.
i know it's not the table but i can't cry infront of her because she will thinks its her fault.
Mam you said that my dad is a good man and always take a good care of you? you know i really dont understand why he always hurting us before but now i think that maybe he is a real good man until he become addicted to illegal drags
while in the bathroom i always cry and say to my self all of my problem while looking to mirror because mirror will never laugh if i cry.
Me talking to myself:mom you know what happen today my teacher make a joke about my speaking problem and every one laugh maybe for them its just a joke but its still hurt,i ask my teacher?
mam did i do something wrong.
she said no you didn't do something wrong.
i wanted to say.
then why, why you always laughing at me because i'm ugly,because of my speaking problem do you know i always cried because of you laughing at me, because of them bullying me, because my dad always hurting me physically and mentally?
and then we go to the next subject and because i was absent yesterday he shout at me saying something bad and kicked me out of the room i feel embarrased.
yes i am a man but why all i can do was cry.
i come out of the bathroom
Mam:nak! let eat (nak means: son,daughter,childrens)
after we eat mam goes to the bathroom to wash all the dirty plates and at that time i go to the bathroom to say something but i heard mam saying those things.
Mam:why he changed a lot i dont want my life to be like this i want to leave him but i can't i want my children to feel a love of a father.
i think that's not true leave him,love of a father mam just said the truth that you cant leave him don't make us as your excuse.
i want to say those things not because im being cold but because of anger. we always got beaten by him, since birth i didn't feel a love of a father,i feel abuse not love.
mom if i ask you me or him?
Next day.
i comeback from the school at 12:?? pm and i see my mom dead in the floor cause of dead loss of blood.
the police said its suicide
i ask myself if i just said to you that i love you,i need you,if i just ask her to leave dad maybe it will not happen maybe you still with us.
i already saw the sign so why i didn't help you,if i help you maybe you didn't slice your own pulse.
i ask myself why you know that i can't leave all of you because i love you all mom why?
i ask myself in the whole day.
every step of my feet i still can hear the voice of my mother.
mom is the only one who protect us from
gossip.
when she heard something bad about us she always came and said
Mom:you wanna fight ha! i will cut your tongue if you say something bad about my kids
i love it when mom protect us because i feel that im so important for her.
my sister call the police for dad because when mom was still alive she always said that dad will be back to normal and now that she's dead no one will protect us from dad.
when mom died my sister Krista (first child)
is become a working student for us.
Five years later she's become a manager of a small company.
and my sister Kerstine (second child) and my sister Kiana (third child) they are both working in small company.
and the last one is me, im useless and no work.
i always laugh when i remember what all the gossip said about us.
hello im the writer Lyon im still 14 years old and this is about my real life and so good that my mom didn't die.
im so sorry about my English because i write it in other language i just translate it all by myself and i want to write it as a comic
but i cant afford drawing tablet so i make it as a short story.
