I never got the chance to understand who I truly was. Much worse to understand my true cause for living. Why did I have to suffer for coming into this cruel world? My father fell to the dust when I was little and my mother died in my arms from a fire while trying to save me. Her lifeless eyes were always imprinted in my mind, constantly reminding me of what I couldn't stop from happening. I could have saved her. It should have been me.
My grandmother was my only family . Grandmother was sick and could barely move, but she was all I had. Why did I come to this world, if my only cause was to suffer? I need answers to who or even what I am. A curse? An atrocity? A burden? I need answers. All I ever wanted was the love of a family or even a friend. But life deprivedme ofmy wish. As much as grandmother was still with me, her illness took the better part of her and left her bedridden. I plead to the world for answers. Why can't I fit in? Or was it my destiny to be this way? A forgotten burden of life or a victim of life's misfortunes?
~The journey begins
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MIRROR UNTIL DAWN
FantasyA book based on the struggles of a young boy in his quest to find happiness. His losses and the pain he goes through. The challenges he faced after losing his family kept him devastated. Heartbroken and lonely, he kept moving on, giving his all to f...
