I can't believe what's happening to me. I
can’t explain how bad, insignificant and horrible I feel. Even if I told you,
you would never understand or feel the same. It’s something unpleasant. Do you
understand that my family forgot me? My mother alike, the person who is
supposed to love me a lifetime. The woman who gave me birth, my heroine.
Because I can understand it from my siblings, nevertheless it hurt me a lot;
they are adolescent who just want to have fun and play. On the other hand, what
I can't understand is how they didn't realise someone was missing. Not even me,
Ravi, is missing, but someone. I can’t continue like this. They make me feel I’m
not part of the family. Yes, my own family ignores me. I can’t believe how the
people who lives with me and spend all day long together with me since I was
born forgot me hidden. I would never wish you to go through this. Right now I
feel alone, I think nobody loves me. Am I doing something wrong? Do they do
this because I did something to them? Actually I don’t know, however I would
like to know it someday.
