I AM NOBODY'S CHILD PART VI

 

One day my mother's sister took me to the beach with her husband and children. Of course I'm very happy. Arriving at the beach I ran around, playing with sand and water. Suddenly one of his sons told me to sit on the float.

And I sat on the float, he pushed me into the middle of the sea until I fell and drowned, I drowned and only saw human legs standing up from the sea. Apparently the other son seems to be worried if I drown to death. 

Because since I fell I haven't appeared for a long time. He tried to pull me out of the sea, he managed to pull me and I didn't die, Such was his son's cruelty to me. After a long time playing at the beach, I was hungry but they didn't feed me, they only gave they children food and I didn't, they also bought ice cream for they children even though I really wished they would feed me and buy me ice cream.

Every time they child birthday, I'm the only one in this alley not invited, all the neighbors are invited except me, as if I am worthless in their eyes, as if I am not their niece.

Basically, every time someone has a birthday in this alley, I'm the only one who wasn't invited, they purposely ostracized and cornered me.

Once, when I was sweeping the floor at my mother's sister's house, I heard her scolding her middle daughter, it turned out that her daughter cut her bangs very short and she accused me of cutting her bangs. Of course my mother's sister beat me with a feather duster, she forced me to admit that I did it, I had to admit it so she stopped beating me.

one day her middle daughter was playing near a motorcycle, suddenly the motorcycle fell and hit her and me. The people who saw all scrambled to help the middle daughter while I was, they let me be moaned in pain and hurt.

One day my mother's sister told me to look after her shop, and her little daughter ate a jar of sweets that my mother's sister sold. And her little daughter accused me of eating the sweets. I always had to admit all the things I didn't do to save them.

Another time her first daughter was cooking in the kitchen then my mother's sister tasted the food and said it was not good, then her first daughter said that I cooked all the food. Every day all I know is suffering, physical and mental torture. The story of my life is very sad, even fairy tales are nothing more sad than this story of my life.

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