Maybe i was not born with everyone's approval. Maybe not everyone wanted my birth. But i was happy with everything i had.i was content with the little thing that i had, my mother.
After my birth my father never cared for me. Always left me behind never looking back at me. He never talked to me with the warm voice that a father should talk to his child. He was Always angry,strict,cold with me. Though i was his daughter he maybe never thought me as one.

Me and my mother loved him very much. To the point that we can die for him but despite that he married another women and had a child secretly. My father loved that child very much who was my elder sister. He would spoil her,spend time with her, play with her....... where i was ignored and always thought "is there something i have done to make father hate me??"

Every year on my birthday i would always get books about how to improve my manners and not bring shame to my family name.
But my elder sister would get toys,dolls even presents from father. I was not jealous of her i just wanted a little love that i deserved from my father.
I did everything he told me to do expecting he will be happy with me but it never happened. He would always blame me for everything. Maybe i expected too much from him..........