A Daughter

As a 4th daughter of five children I thought that living is unfair. My father abandoned us when I was 3 yrs old, my mother is a battered wife shes always crying in front of her fasten machine and whenever we try to comfort her she always want us to get off!.. I was able to go to my populate and cry to express what feel. One day she decided to trifle afield so that she can sustain our daily needs. just there is a part of me thinks that she want to go abroad for her to move on… to escape what she is going through that time. At my early age it is really hard for me to accept the fact that my mother needs to leave us. On her 1st year in abroad I always have a dream or shall I call it a incubus! In my dream I saw her on a street I felt surprise because she must be in abroad…I ask her to buy a taho (bean curd) she bought one for me. The warmth of her smile made me feel so happy. But when I turned my hindquarters she was lost in the crowd of people on the street. And when I wake up, I was already crying… As I get older, I can say that my feelings are hard. Being a crossway of a broken family life is not that easy for me and to the peace of mind of the family.

At that early age of mine I be out that life is not a bed of roses, age goes by, I see so much in life in a different point of view. Looking back I wonder whether I could have made round better decisions as a person. We are not inured the way children from loving parents should be treated. As a babe to my younger brother I was often left for a few hours to watch him until my auntie (an old maid) got home from work. Because I am the 4th child I have a two older brothers and one sister I watched them how they tolerate everyday without a parents at home. And I try to evolve to their experienced. If you want to get a full essay, order it on our website: Orderessay

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