Who am i

Who am I .......

This question has been in Everyone's minds for decades.....

I truly wanna share my life with you.....

How from childhood to adulthood......

From being someone's kids to becoming someone's parents ......

From past to present.....

From happiness to sadness.....

From being loved by someone to never being loved by someone....

This is my story

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Loud screaming can be heard in my ears . Trying to understand the situation I tried to ask my aunt. No reply.... What was going on every one was alright sometimes ago. Is something happening to my sister i ask each one. But no one replied they just held me and cried.

Now my assumption was clear that my oldest sister Alice who was in a coma for 17 days had died. As i was in the thought suddenly my mobile rang. I picked it up and my mom was on the other side of my call. She was crying crazily I asked my mom is Alice alright what happened.

Even knowing the answer in my brain I want to confirm it. I want to know that I am wrong.she is okay. My mom is sobbing hardly She said Alice is no more. I was broken from inside but don't know why it was hard for me to cry or show how i felt. Till now sometimes I think I was being disrespectful towards my sister. It's hard to show emotions even when you are totally traumatized.

it was time for my sister's body to be given in the grave.

I never thought my life would take a change.

Days past it's been a year. Since I lost Alice. Nothing good happened after that .My mom fell down from the staircase (And died .....)

Within a month my dad had a second marriage. My brother was sent to the military. My stepmother already has children. Before marriage.One Daughter and one son.she was college love of my dad.

My dad becomes aggressive to me. He now and then beats me. Avoiding me from any family reception. I am kept as a maid to take care of my stepmother and her children. After High school my stepmother stopped my further studies. I have to cut my connection with my school friends. I was forced to wear my stepsister old dress. There is no one to understand and support me except my brother. I only get a chance to talk to him if my stepmother went out. Life is full of sadness. Sadness is the price we pay for loving deeply. Love for my family. Love for my memories , that never let me forgive my dad .....

" The excursion is the same when you go looking for your sorrow as when you go looking for your joy " Eudora Welty ......

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