My name is Leo (2)

My parents married in 1980, my father provided food and shelter for both my mom and brother, even though brother is not his own son, he treated him really well until he died.

Later, their own daughter my sister was born, she was 3 years older than me. Then, Finally, I was born.

I was born as a normal child, as I was so small, my parents called me sparrow. I thought that name was cute. While my mom gave birth, my father can't stay beside her. My dad was hospitalized because of his disease, diabetes. He had to remove two bones from his back. However, he came to see me at the age of five months.

My brother protected and cared me during my young ages, the ages difference between my brother and me is over 10 years, so he loved the young me very much. He took me to my first primiray school by his bicycle, while luch time started, he brought luch box from home and come to my school.

My brother had asthma and weak kidneys, his body started to appear darken, he has to drink water properly every day. His legs have dark circle injuries and my mom said it can be infected so tell the young me to careful and stay away from my brother. Also at that time, my brother attended the final year of highschool and need to get nice marks for entrance examination. So, he went to private school which had hostel.

For my sister, we were only three years differ from each other, so she didn't like me, she thought I stole anything away from her, even more, she hated me and hit me when I was unable to fight back.

One year later, my brother came back to home after his examination, he still took me to my school everyday, along the way, he teased me and I pull his hairs, our days were beautiful at that time. We were innocent and no harm.

My dad could stay at home with family at that time too, he left from home in the morning for his work, he did his own business, and came back home in the evening. I was so clingy to dad and he loved me the most in the family.

My mom is a rude mom to us, she shouted and hit me whenever she feel tired of houseworks, without reasons, I had been hit by her a lot. She cursed to die even though I was so young. But sometimes she treated so nice and kind to us, so even though I was angry before, if her good side appeared, I forgot hurt time.

By the way, I still remembered one accident, at that day my family moved to a flat, may be my ages of 5years. I had a four-wheels bicycle, olders were busy with moving things, they neglected me and I was so bored. So I rode my bicycle inside the new flat, accidently I hit the mirror which is tall as much as my dad. My mom was so angry of my negligence and hit me until my nosebleed fall.

I was so frightened and couldn't talk for a few days, later my mom presuade with food and I forgave the incidents. My dad didn't know that case even if he knew he couldn't tell anything to me to stop her hitting habit. He was afraid of her, too.

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