Autobiography
Eventually, my mother returned home for a short vacation. During this time their happiness grew even more as they were blessed with another child and that’s me. But soon after, he had to leave once again to continue supporting us from afar. Months later, the day of my birth arrived a day rilled with joy for bot of them but just a month after I was born, my grandmother suggested that they get married. My mother refused, instead she choose to leave us, she abandoned us at a neighbor’s house with no food, nothng but our cries, and no clothes, for she had burned them. It is hard for me to imagine that at only one month old, my mother had already left us.
Life after that was difficult. We moved from place to place, and different people cared for us since my father was still working abroad. As the years went by, I grew up without knowing what it was like to have a mother. The only person who stood in her place was my grandmother. She become our source of love, care, and guidance. She raned me, and my mother with patience and strength. Because of her, We grew up well, learned the right values, and understood how to embrace life despite the hardships.
In 2016, on the day of my elementary graduation, I finally got to be with my father for the first time with his new wife. I was so happy, because for once I finally felt I had a family call my own. Soon, they were blessed with a child, our youngest sibling. Life was good back then, and for a while, I felt whale.