"We are going to Australia", says the women with black long hair and slight pale skin. That women is my mother.
I'm just about to faint as I say "W-what? Why?" I raise my voice wondering what my mother is thinking.
Hello, my name is Hina Akhtar. I don't have many friends, I'm living in Iran right now. I'm 8 years old and I hate school because I get bullied a lot. My so called friends only use me, I don't have the courage to tell them what's right and wrong, so I just follow along with the pace. I'm a shy kid at school but very stubborn and loud at home. My father and mother divorced last month and my mother got remarried. We are moving to Australia because my step father lives there. I don't really like my step father, nor the idea of going to Australia.
My mother's name is Samira, she's a very pretty woman, she cares for me and does many things I ask for her to. I love her deeply.
My new father's name is Hussain, he's a very strict person and I fear him very much. I'm not even sure if he loves me, I don't really wish for a father. I don't want one after all. I hate men they are all the same selfish and never think about the women's feelings, they're stubborn too! It's his fault I have to go to Australia.
Anyways, I have a grandmother named Farah. She has always been there in my life, I love everything about her. She's been through many hardships in her life and that's because of my grandfather Mahmood. He's a very cruel man but he loves us dearly. He's not the best kind of grandfather you could ask for but he's not the worst.
Out of all my family members I love my uncle the best! Of course I love everyone but he's the best. He plays soccer and has been on TV before. I love him very much, he's cool after all! I would love to brag about him to someone at school but of course I can't. But that doesn't mean I'm a total antisocial good for nothing loner. I have two friends outside of school, one is called Nillofar, she's beautiful and she's the second friend I have ever had. The first friend I ever had is called Diiana, I have known her since I was 4, we have done everything together but she's 1 year younger than me. She doesn't go to my school sadly. My life is very difficult, right this moment I don't want to leave my friends and family behind. They are all very dear to me, but at that moment I knew fate was going to slap me hard.
Author's note:
First chapter finished, on to the next one! (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o)))
I'm sorry I suck!
This is my first story i am very bad (^_^;)
This is based on a real story!
Well Huns, I hope you enjoy!
If you did enjoy the first chapter then please tell other people to read it!
Thank you ＼(^o^)／
Chapter 2 will be out soon!
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