Her Life

This story is based on real events.

From my childhood, I did not know what the true taste of joy is...

as they say that every coin has two sides...

good and evil...

joy and sorrow...

happiness and unhappiness...

but when I was young, the dark face was the one that predominates it...

We are a family of 4 girls and one brother and he is the eldest of us...

I was not the eldest... I was not the youngest...

my mother is our angel ...

she is our paradise...

she is the one who suffered all our suffering...

because of him...

because of my father...

did not know how to love ...

or maybe he loves her in his bad way...

Do you believe that I do not remember a good day !! ...

Maybe because my mind only remembers the bad from it...

I remember that one night I woke up terrified by the sound of screaming...

so quickly I got out of bed...

I peeked From knocking on the door...

I was afraid of what was happening...

but I did not really expect what happened...

I found my mother carrying a knife and placing it on her neck...

my older sister crying out to her to leave her...

My mother's tears collected many, many meanings...

she wanted to finish Her nightmare...

But she does not want because of her five children...

My father caused it...

He was trying to stop her from killing herself ...

Why he did not try to change himself before my mother did that ...

I ran to her,

begging that she stop too...

Maybe my screams hadn't reached her ...

because of the amount of screaming My dad and brothers around her ..

At that time my whole body shivered .. The amount of tension was enough to make me fall on my knees ..

Then only my mother left the calm .. and started crying with me ..

I also remember

when I woke up, my father asked me, "Your mother left today.

So .. yes .. my father was ill, doubt .. He made our life hell because of his illness..

There is a moment when I really felt free ...

My mother and my little sister were in my grandfather's house..

I was and my sister year older than me with my father ..

We were planning to escape From the house and going to my mother ...

we tried to collect money whenever the opportunity allowed us..

and after several days we had secretly prepared the luggage for him ..

he went to work..

We waited for a little and then opened the door...

My sister stopped the taxi...

He saw young people we did not pass The 12 years as I remember...

We have many bags...

He took advantage of the situation and asked for an increase in the rent...

We agreed compelled to do so...

That was our hope to escape also...

On the way to my grandfather's house...

I looked at the sky...

I was looking at it for the first time

I closed my eyes From her brightness ...

But I really felt at that time ...

Do you want to know more about her life ...