At a very young age I was already seen what fear looks like. With my innocent mind, I was already broken by life feeling how tormenting to breath, how painful memories could be. Everything was taken away from me, my expectations about life, my anticipation to of how would I look like when I grew up. Everything was shattered including dreams because they want to build my life in accordance with this liking that will satisfy them.
My father manipulate me, my decision, my life, my emotion, the things that I should like and do. He control me because I am craving for his love, for his time. I was naive way back then to listen everything that he told me although it most of it doesn't make sense. But right now that I already know how to hold my grounds, I will no longer let anyone control me. I will resist as long as I can. I will let them hear my voice, enough for them to listen.
