My name is Lisa, and I didn't have a family's name, because I am an orphan. I didn't know what happened in my childhood, but I remembered they abandoned me in a trash bin. My parents didn't need me at all. I didn't know what did I do so that they left me alone in the corner of the street.
I was three years old at that time, and I didn't remember their face at all. All I knew that they looked at me with disgusting eyes. I spent all of my time searching for food in a trash bin. I didn't care it was good or not for me, but hunger consumed me alive. My body was weak, and the food wasn't enough to occupy my stomach.
If there are hell and heaven in this world, I was sure that my life was in hell for sure. I already felt hell even though I was still alive as a human. I could feel how broken inside my stomach because It hurt me so much.
