Abandoned To Loved - 2 Life

It’s been a week already, I’ve been in this hospital bed for so long. Because I’m so bored I’ll tell you about me. I was born the oldest in my family I have 2 little brothers and 1 little sister. My family is a rich family, so say. My mom was probably the most beautiful woman I’ve seen but my dad has another opinion on that. Because I think she is ugly he hooked up with another woman behind my mom’s back. She was 19!!! She was younger then my mom by 10 years and all of a sudden that girl got pregnant. With my “little sister” and my father was so called in love he gave that girl everything, and at the end me and my mom got nothing.

Because my brothers were boys it didn’t really effect them, I couldn’t handle my mom letting this happen. I started to get less attention from my dad because my little sister was born she was now the favorite child. It was going down for me and my mom, but all of a sudden my mom fell ill. I was the only one to notice so I started to do all the cleaning and cooking. Although our family was rich we had to make our own meal. My mom was in charge in that because she fell ill I took over.

All of a sudden she died, because the rest of the family wasn’t paying her much care to her no bday cared about her, my brothers were sad and that wicked woman was smiling. After the funeral my dad dropped me off someplace I didn’t know of and said “you are not my child anymore your going to rot her like your ugly mother”. I tried to be brave but when he left I started to cry. Thinking , he abandoned me, then all of a sudden it started to rail. My eyes darkened in thought of what just happen.

Instead of having my whole name Mu Valenciato Su Valencia, I toke my mother’s last name instead of my fathers.

And now we’re here at the dark, cold room of mine in the hospital. My eyes have darkened so much than the night it all began. I haven’t talked to people that much any more.

Two weeks later

Because I had no parents they took me to the orphanage after all my wounds healed and when I could read mouths, do sign language, and talk. The moment I stepped in the door to the orphanage I was greeted with a smile. The person who was mostly taking care of the kids was a woman named Le song. “Welcome to our orphanage, we haven’t had new kids come in so this is a good day!!” She said with an wide smile.

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Thanks for reading my story I’ve been wanting to publish some story to people for so long. This story here is a story I’m coming up with when I write it down on here. I have other story somewhere else but it’s sadly not here it on my Instagram called @is.storyteller

Even though I already told you but agin thank you for reading my story.