Dia

Chapter 1

I always thought that I am very unlucky in my whole life. Since I was a child, I've been bullied by many kids at my school and they always said the same thing.

"Orphan!"

"Parentless."

"Unwanted."

I always heard this a million times already. Not only the kids at my school said this but also my neighbors gossip about me.

"Pitiful. Not knowing who her parents."

"Maybe she was abandoned."

"Or a mistake that her mother wanted to hide."

"Poor kid."

It's painful to hear it all the time but as time pass I don't even feel pain hearing it anymore. Despite being in this dark place, I always have the light who guides me.

"Blair dear how's your day today? Did anyone bully you?" I was lost in my thoughts that I didn't see my grandma.

"Grandma!" I run to her and hug her.

"I was just buying some ingredients for our dinner. Let's eat hotpot!" She shows me a plastic bag full of vegetables and meat.

"I'm getting hungry. Let's go home quickly." I snatch and carry the plastic bag for her.

"Okay, dear." She smile at me.

My grandmother is my light. She always saying that no matter what others says my parents didn't abandon me and that I shouldn't hate them.

I've been asking myself for a long time. Why?

Why can't I see them? Why don't they visit me? Do they still remember that they have a child? What if they really abandoned me? What if I am really unwanted?

"Help me once your done changing." We arrive at home. I put the ingredients in the kitchen and my grandma start cooking.

"Yes, grandma." I said and went to my room to change.

"Oh, I got some good news for you, I top scored again in my class." I said to her while placing the plates in the table.

"Really? I'm so proud of my granddaughter! So smart~!" she hugs and kiss me a lot.

"Grandma the pot." I remind her.

"Oh yeah." She put the pot on the table and we start to eat.

This is my most treasured moment in this prejudice and cruel world. Even if the whole world hate me and judge me, I don't care. As long as I have my grandma and she is happy for me, I can get through anything.

[School]

Everyone doesn't want to be alone. Maybe it scared them. Being alone makes you lonely and feels like no one cares about you but to me, I'm used of being alone. It's better to be alone than being with someone who's going to hurt you, being fake or making you lose your confidence. And being alone had its good benefits. I can concentrate on my study and no disturbance.

"Oh, look! Our honor student is alone again."

Except for this kind of people who like to bully and disturb other who like to be alone.

"No friends and no parents, what a pitiful girl."

"I feel sorry for her grandmother to take care of this unwanted child at her old age."

I glare at them. They can say what they want to me but to my grandma, I won't keep my mouth shut any longer.

"What's with that glare?" she's looking down on me.