I was a few days old when my parents sent me off to my grandparents. So, when I was a kid, I didn't really know them. I have never seen them nor have talked to them. I didn't really know how to love and I forget how it's like to be loved. Every time they went to visit me, I just ran away, I was scared, I'll cry my heart out. Its like there were no connection between my parents and I. No positive vibe, at all. And when I was seven years old, finally, I get the chance to stay with them, here, in where I am now. Things didn't go well with my sisters and life was quite hard to adapt. My attitude completely changed. I miss my grandmother, she died two years ago and the last time I saw her was like 5 to 6 years ago. I feel bad, of course. I owe her a lot. And I didn't even have the chance to say how much I loved her.
And I'm sitting here at this very moment, thanking God for giving me a chance to live healthily and be grateful. My life isn't so bad so why should I be sad? If I were given one wish, just one, I'd use it to travel back in time and make things right. Too bad, miracles don't exist, only if you're lucky enough.
Now, I am 20 and I am not proud of my childhood. I don't have a nice memory of it, all I want is to start over, begin a new chapter. I want to forget my past, I wish I could but no one can because your past is what made you today, right at this moment. My past haunts me, and I just wish that it'll stop haunting me but it can never stop. It's my very own dark shadow and will always be. I wouldn't blame anyone but myself.
