Before I was born, mum hated to have another child in her life . The family difficulties she had with my dad made her unable and undesirable to get me to life. She tried hard to get rid of me or to kill me inside her during her pregnancy. She drank some kind of weak poison,as an advice if an old lady in my area, she jumped over high places to push me down but all her tries failed. After nine month , I came to life in a fleshbag to protect me," You were put carefully in a fleshbag to protect you from what I drank to stop your life" Mum told me one day. I was not ready to have a baby to suffer in life. The father was always ready to amuse himself and get the fun he wanted , but not ready to accept any responsibilities or even any thing that could make him away for a moment of his personal desires.