Growing up with three sisters and one brother is a little fun.
They can be your playmates but your enemies too.
We are living in a country side. A place can be called 'malayo sa kabihasnan'.
My family known of almost people in there. Our family have too much friends.
Many people like my father too of being hard worker and a good person as they said.
Women admired my mother of being a good housewife and a responsible mother for her children.
My father is the head of a family can be proud of. A responsible man, preaching God's words and helping the needy. He is a good person, I can say too. We have a good life because of him. Abundant.
My memory start collecting when I am six. And I can't remember too much about my mother in my childhood memory.
When I am in high school, some of my memories back when I am six because of a bad dream. The dream I always dreaming that age. It's about my mother leaving me in an empty road, without knowing why?
I cried that dream calling 'mama! mama!' But she never turn her back on me.
And I always cried when I woke up. I felt so much sadness in my heart like some hand squeezing inside.
Some question come up sometimes,
" Am I a real child?"
Crazy! Yes I am , I also answered. Me and my sisters are look alike.
But why?
Don't think bad. She is a good mother and she is not brutal like other mom. One thing I don't like her is..she have no voice to protect her children.
I loved my mother. Yes! I did. She is the half of heart beating inside my chest. So that's why I cried.
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