I was five years old when my mother and father died, I was orphaned early after the loss of my parents, I lived with my relatives when I was six years old, everyone in the house was all male but I was the only one who separated, I have cousins with the boys in our house, and my uncle always orders me, to cook, to cut wood, to sweep, etc.
When I don’t do what he tells me to do, he hurts me, just like being submerged in water, hitting a bamboo, snatching and so on, it was painful and difficult but I just had to accept everything my uncle did to me, one day our neighbors invited me to play “terry, let’s play, don’t do those things first come comment with us “they said with a smile, before I came I put on the white dress that my mother gave me before she died and then left all the trees on the fence to hide and seek game “terry, let’s go to the river “carlos said smiling.
when we got to the river, i stopped because i saw the cat in the middle of the greeting and didn’t go down because i was afraid of the water, i quickly went to the river and even though the water was high I was still able to save the cat “terry, be careful the water is strong “shouted carlos and went to the neighbors to ask for help from the people. many housemates were watching me while I was holding the cat, it started to rain and while people were taking a shovel to get me and the cat, when I got the cat I threw it to the ground to be safe. he, when the cat stood up he started to meow “terry, let me catch the rope” people shouted, but I was far from the rope to hold it, I smiled and just went up into the water. I woke up in the light and saw that I was in the hospital
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