Childhood days...
By idontknow
I was born on December 13, 1994..
when I was 8, I had a Little sister.Everyone Ignores me and starting giving Attention to my Little sis.So Everytime,Everyday..Im in my room. No one really cares. They dont ask me if I want to eat or not.
When I was 9, I Learned something From life.I really want Revenge But I can't do it cause I Love them even they dont Love me..And my mom Keep calling me Useless and Stupid now..But when I was 1 to 6 she calls me Princess..Now she calls my Little
Sister Princess..
Now Im 16, Nothing changed..
Im too weak to tell them the truth..But I still Love my parents and my little sister, Even it hurts.
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