Each day I dream of my dream for which I am struggling and I am not going to give up to achieve my dream ,I will struggle till I die,I know my dream is waiting me .
Alone
I am Angela .I am a 18 year girl .I study in grade 12 in science faculty.i belongs from a conservative family ,yes conservative family.i am good in education ,I am not the topper of college but I had got 82.35percentage in grade 11 .one of the bad story of my life is that my father leaved this world before I came to this nature ,I really miss him .if there is something that is with me of his then that is his photo,which is still hanging on the wall ,in this picture my father has hugged my mom ,now my mom is so helpless and have not support since my father died.sometime I have seen her crying inside the room ,if I said her why she is crying she reply me in such a way that nothing has happened and I can feel those tear might be missing my father.being a 18 year girl seeing my mom dieing each sec makes me to cry.she works as a street food seller,we have small business,very small business even it is not sufficient to survive us ,we eat and pay the college fees hardly and.....
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