The Incident in December 20

When I was at Youth

     They thought of me as a good kid when I was young. My mother was an actress and my father was an engineer. We were rich and all of our neighbors were jealous of our richness.

     There were rumors when I was 7. They say that our family went bankrupt. There were rumors too about my father, having another woman. I didn't believe it. I knew in the first place that my dad loves only me and my mother. I knew that from the very beginning. Dad was ours, ours only.

      Years passed and my dad didn't come back. He never came back since the day of my eighth birthday. I sobbed all day of my birthday and only my mother was there to comfort me, the miserable me. My mom then quitted her career just to take care of me. We became normal commoners and fame faded away fast. This wasn't the life my mother dreamt about every night. This wasn't my mother's.

      I was 15 then and my mother got ill. Nobody cared for us. We didn't have any other relatives to help with my mother's condition, however I didn't give up. I knew from the very start that I will fail at certain conditions and I knew that I would never be perfect, but I believed at the very last breath of my mother, I will achieve the life my mother wanted me to have.

     The death of my mother passed. My auntie adopted me, she was nice and very thoughtful. All she wanted for me is to be happy. She was the eldest of the four sisters. When I first saw her beautiful face, I knew that she can be trusted and that I am secured.
  
     She enrolled me in a private school. There were lots of students, popular and nerds. There were good ones and there were bad ones, but it wasn't hard to find friends.

     I was 18 then, I was no longer a youth. However I wished that I could still change my past so that I could be with my parents again. Even if it is only for a minute. I want to tell them how I miss them, up to now.