I woke up to the sound of my parents fighting. I groan, knowing its going take a while for them to stop. No matter how much I block the their voices, I can still hear them. Mostly mothers. I still remember that night, " take that stupid girl! I don't want her!" I was eight back then, and it was on my birthday. Wouldn't surprise me if their fight is stupid. Unlike me, I'm not stupid like my parents. And if you want to know happen to me, well... I'm not gonna lie. So you can say I had a hard childhood... And during my childhood, I lost my pride. And along with that pride, I also lost parts of myself. Meaning my old self is long gone. So yeah, I guess you can say I had a hard time growing up. I mean, I was so naive back then. I actually thought my parents cared about me. I even thought they were proud of me. But words got out saying that my parents are embarrassed of me. After that, I stop trying. I stop trying to be like my brother, like my parents, like a happy little girl. I guess I gave up in life.
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HorrorThere were once a happy little girl. She was beloved by everyone she meets. She had everything her little heart desire. But there was one thing she always wanted: love. Her parents would always ignored her, her brother would always tease her. As she...
