The beginning

<p>Hi,my name is Dave Valeria,I am 17 years of age,huh I am the daughter of an engineer and a doctor,you may think that i had a good and blissful life while growing up,well being an only child,yea I did,I enjoyed my everyday life,being brought up with a golden spoon I lacked nothing.<br/><br/> when I mean i lacked nothing,I mean nothing materially,everything was in a plater of gold for me,but has time goes by i lacked something,it was the love and affection of a father,don't feel pity for me,he wasn't dead,he left us for no good reason because I could not fish out any good reason why he left.well let me start from the beginning.<br/><br/> <br/> 17years ago(flash back)<br/> My dad and my mom were so in love with each other,they got married for 3 good years but could not have a child,even at that my dad still loved and cared for my mom,they did everything together and everyone envy them(well according to my parents and what I thought too). <br/> <br/> They finally got me after waiting for 4 years,after giving birth to me my dad noticed that the work load will be much for my mom so he told her to stop her job,hmm he said it will be too stressful for her,so my mom,being a good and obedient wife obeyed her husband,I grew up to know how much my dad loved my mom.<br/><br/> Base on my dad's occupation,he travels a lot,but being able to afford the payment (flight)for both me and my mom,he took us along,I was used to traveling,two times in a year,I still got use to changing of school,in every country I got to,I was praised and worshiped(well because I was brilliant, beautiful and friendly too)but it all changed at the age of 8(eight)when I got to America.<br/><br/> Valerie dear,I promise we will stay at America till you finish your basic class(my dad promised on our way to the airport) Really dad??(I asked excitedly)yes dear(my dad answered).i was so happy on hearing this,I was in class 3 at that time,I was so so excited,I couldn't wait for us to arrive at America.<br/><br/> The day we went to America was on the 21st of May(I could still remember vividly,I don't forget things quickly),my dad has already bought a house and two sport cars(at last we are going to spend some years in this place,I was really excited,I packed my luggage and other girly stuff to my room,after arranging my room I went to my parents room.<br/><br/> oh mom,don't place that there!(I shouted from my parents door)what??(my mom asked surprisingly)those frame,don't put them in your room(i said as I entered)but why val?(my mom asked,she calls me Val for short)the frame are meant to be in the living room(I answered as I walked towards the direction the box of frame was keep(well it was on the floor).<br/><br/> hmm(I sighed,then smiled on seeing the pictures,it was our pictures,the ones we took those time we had travelled(we were really a happy family,well that is what you would say when you see the pictures).<br/><br/> i have travelled to four(4)different countries,huh plus this will make it five,I went to New York city when I was just four(4) years old,Canada five(5) years old,Turkey six(6) years old,Togo seven(7) years old and now I am in America eight(8) years old. </p>