Life has always been cruel to us. My parents were always working 24/7 to put food on our table and sustain their six children whose age gaps were just a year or two.
Millions of people are living in abject poverty. It is in the slums where poverty can be clearly seen.
Being poor was the reason why I was bullied in the past, in my high school years. Having only a pair of school uniforms to wear, my clothes became discolored after being washed every day because I will have nothing to wear if I don't wash my uniform.
Everyone– my classmates, would always pick on me, criticize my clothes, make fun of me, and oftentimes bully me physically.
However, all of that stopped when a lifesaver arrived in our classroom. He was a bulky guy, tall, and hunk. He also has the money, and grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. Practically, he is an ideal man of many girls, not just in our class, but in our whole school.
The two of us became friends, even though I always ignored him and
