Amazing family'

There are four types of people in this world.

The ones who are born a happy people, the ones who are born unhappy ,the ones who are born happened but dies unhappy,the ones who die happy but are born unhappy.

I, I was born unhappy and will die as so.

Love,such a word people uses so casually. Without feeling the actual meaning of the word. It pisses me off.

My parents would use the word

'love' everyday when I was three. "I live you honey. We love our daughter. I love our life." Now look how their loving is showing clearly.

Left me at doorstep of my uncle because I was starting to become another set of burden for them. They probably are dead, my uncle always replied that whenever I had asked him where my loving parents are?

"But it's ok . I am here for you. You belong to me now child." My uncle'd hug me.

He was a salesman to a bad

running car company. I pitied him , he'd make our neighbors concerned about both our health each night he'd return home drunk.

But after a month staying with him, his color changed.

One evening, he came home late drunk. I had fallen asleep playin with my dollies. I heard the doorknob click so I went to greet my uncle as usual.

He seemed to had have a bad day with his company boss as usual, but that night he was crying, I could see his tears.

Seeing my only guardian sad, made me cry as well, "Wncle is eweything alwight?" I went to hug him but he pushed me hard on the floor.

I cried louder, "Would you just shut up for a bit!!"He shouted at me.

"Sow-rry!!."I cried even louder trying to not make a sound.

Then my uncle reached my hand and dragged me to my room. Dropped me on the floor. Taped my mouth and kicked me hard several times. I begged him to stop but my voice couldn't reach .

He cursed at me and had then pulled his belt and beat me till dead. After he was done beating me for two hours or three,he left my room and went in his and cried till morning.

The next day, he cooked me good food, dressed me in new clothes, toke me out for ice cream and dropped me out to school but he would never meet my eyes,I was scared to look at him as well.

The same thing followed each evening after that.

My teacher started to notice the marks on my body and was concerned but my uncle replied I fell off a stairs playing.

After that meeting I never got to see my elementary school or friends.