I was born in a happy family. My mother, father, sister and grandmother.
They loved me so much.
One night my both parents went to a wedding and when they were returning, they got in an accident and died.
I was 3 years old.
Since then my grandmother took care of me and my sister.
But after some time she also passed away due to old age.
No relatives accepted us to stay with them, so we went to an orphanage and started to live a different life, something we never expected.
Soon we got adopted by a couple.
We thought our life will finally be better now but instead they tortured us.
Used us like slaves, always beat us.
But still we had hope that God will help us.
One day my sister got sick so bad and i tried my best to save her.
I did part time jobs, worked in others home for money, to buy medicine for her since our step parents didn't care about us.
Trust me I tried everything, I mostly stayed beside her, watching her, even I didn't let her sleep alone. But...
I FAILED.
SHE IS GONE.
In anger I escaped from my step family.
Before that i broke everything in their house in anger which also harmed myself badly.
Finally my aunt helped me and gave me a new place to stay.
Currently I am living here, in an apartment.
I am THE SHATTERED SOUL PRINCE.
who lost everything.
Even his good health.
MY SIS..., she was everything to me.
I will never forgive my step parents for this.
The end
