Monster in my real Life

hi.....i am miss Aishu....i tell you something wired in my life...In age of 22 i know exactly meaning of life.... life is not bed of roses or throns....but life is a exam... someone easily pass but common people spend their life as a insect's.....i live in Pakistan and I Know very well condition of my country...There are many people who are victom of poverty...Ahhhhhhh....i want to share my real life experience.....i have four siblings and I am in 2nd number.....my journey start in 2001...As passage of time.... when I am 19 I commit suicide like Sylvia Plath .. because i got 292 mark's in 9th classs and feel very embarras...After 6 month my father got married with another girl....i am 19 when he got second marriage...At that day i think i feel like men are like dogs who are not care about women's.... After 2 Month 2nd mother left my father...Then my real queen mom was become ha breast cancer patient....that process take 1 year...i am muslim one night I wake up and take prayer mate for pray...i remember i am alone in room...i am constantly crying and pray tooo God to give my mother good health.. ..Then my month return back home after operate.... next day after that....my father got 3rd marriage and come back home with her.. my mother went into depression after that...i feel that moment that i am paralyzed coz i can't help my mom... After one month...my father leave 3rd wife.... Then in present after 6 month when I doing my Bs English literature...my father got 4rth marriage with a prostitute. .... uffffff i can't express my feelings ....i read a short story the tittle is God sees but wait.....but we are in this pain with 3 year... the forth women is very bad, she behave like she is owners of house and we are slave...one day she behave very badly and i slap on her face.....Ahhhhh my father come and slap one me and say me to get out of my house with your mother..... then me and My mother leave house went tooo dadi,s house but no one take our side...my whole family are only hungers of money not respect or relationships..once upon a time in Ramzan..... I was keep fast in evening almost 6.30 o clock.... the Lady insult me without any reason...my sister take my side and then we went to room without Aftari.... Then i pray in prayer mat in fast condition but God never listen my prayers..... After one hour my father come and threatne me tooo kill yourself..... then i understand that God can't hear and see me....i this condition i dream that i went to Korea and world tour.... now 2022 my father with prostitute on umrah....i think my Life end soon ....i am crying every moment.... I want tooo live alone.....no idea what happened next.....to be continued.,.....