On a fateful day , a sunny shiny day , a police car came to our house and demanded to speak with my grandmother who was sick at that time . I shouted but she didn't answer and the police men had to go into our house . Few minutes later , grandmother started crying and I rushed to meet her . What was wrong I asked as she nodded her head and said nothing . I went out again to play thinking all was alright . Few days later , I noticed my parents were not around anymore and I demanded to speak with them but grandmom said they had travelled . Few weeks after their funeral , grandmom fell sick and passed on . I had to live with my relatives who taught me that life was unfair . I was barely 10 at this time but I knew life was hell . My relatives took me out for a stroll sometimes to rob a grocery store and went away with cash and valuables . I felt wrong within me but there was nothing I could do because my uncle often said if I don't work I won't eat . This went on for about two years and on a fateful day , I ran away from home but little did I know that my story had just began
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My life
Short StoryThe story about the life of a boy who grew up to be successful against all odds . His parents died very early , he had to know in a very young age that life was very unfair and undeniable unfortunate