I realized that my thoughts got twisted as Sister Mao tapped my left shoulder and pressed her fingers hard on my shoulder blade, and she was aiming to break my bones.
"There is a limit to hiding your feelings, miss. You should tell one person to share your burden or open it up to him or her. If you have no one else to tell your problems, I am here; I will listen to you."
I have no intention to be emotional right now, but to what my family has done and my brothers have shown, if they only loved me like a wanted daughter and sister since I have my parent's blood, then perhaps I would not reach this point.
No tears shall run down my cheeks.
There are still probably following me even though I did not see them nor turn my back to ensure I got it right; I am keeping this guess in my thoughts.
