"Broken Little girl"
I'm the eldest daughter
But yet you can't actually think of me as one. 'Cause i act the opposite of my age. And yeah, i am aware of that. But i'm not proud though, if only they knew what's on my mind.
Let me tell you a story.
When i was around 6 years old or i'm about turning 7, my Mother decided to go to their province 'cause she hasn't been there since the day she decided to work on her own, at a very young age here in Manila.
I can't remember if my Father gladly obliged or not, i'm just a yound lad by that time.
And then both of them decided to let me stay here in Manila with my father 'cause i'm studying here and my father is working.
And i was left out with my parent's friend. Or should i say closed friend. Since my father is working he can't looked out for me. So it was my so-called-auntie do the thing.
At first they treated me well. Until the time comes when suddenly Sunny day turned cloudy to Stormy.
I was maltreated at a very young age. They push me to do heavy duties that a child like me shouldn't do. And act like a goody Auntie when my father is around.
I still remember how i cry silently every night in the dark.
Praying silently that i'll get out from that hell.
I had a lot of bad memories that you can't actually imagine.
And i am physically and emotionally broke since i was 7 years old.
And i kept on blaming it to myself.
Everything that happened to me is simply my fault. I didn't blame anyone. 'cause i thought that 'what if i insist on coming with my mom?'It might not happen. But no, those thousand of what if's has no used, not at all, not in a million years. 'cause i'm afraid it is my destined.
But still, the Fault is Mine.
YOU ARE READING
The Fault is mine
Non-FictionA story of someone who only wants to find a place in this world. It is not worth reading though but if you still do, then please accept my sincerest gratitude.