Today is my birthday.So papa has gifted me a diary and that's you.From today,I can share anything with you and nobody can judge me except you.I think I should give you a name...Huuuummmmmm....Siara??? Do you like it??? It's a nice name I guess.
Hi!I am Emiko,your friend.Actually you are my friend.I live with my papa and mamma perhaps.Actually I do not meet with them usually.I talk with them in the dinning table once in a day.Then I keep myself busy in my room.I know you are thinking about my behaviour.Don't think.I am telling you.
When I was 3 years old,my parents used to leave me alone in this big house with a maid because both of them were office going persons.I lived alone in this big house.The maid sometimes gave me food,sometimes not.I used to cry all the day shouting mamma mamma.But my mamma was buzy in her job.Then one day the maid stole every valuable things from our house and left our house.From that day,my grandma started to live with me.I used to play all day long with her.But one day papa came to know that my grandma had blood cancer.He did everything for grandma's recovery.But she also left me alone.I saw her pain,I saw her tears,I saw her fighting with cancer.When she was breathing her last,I was there with her.I also saw her death.I didn't cry,trust me.I was a statue.Then I was 5 years old.I lost my grandma.From that day,I forgot how to smile.
Then my parents admitted me in a school.They gave me everything.They gave me every toys I wanted.But they could not gave me the love that I always wanted.I was going far from my parents day by day.I started a new life in my school.
No more today.Feeling sleepy.I will talk to you tomorrow.Bye,Siara.