My name is Ai and bad girl. This name is given by my dead Grandpa. Meaning was Love. I hate this name because my life and name are completely opposite. I have never felt love from anyone since young. Eg. From mother, father and brothers.I have a mother and father who give birth of me and have an older brother and a younger brother as a siblings. You can say I am middle one.
As natural of middle I don't get love from mother and father. When I was young my father and mother always fight each other. Every time there was a fight, my father would not say anything to me, but my mother would always blame me, saying, "It's because of you, because you disobeyed." Sometimes I would visit a friend's house near my house because I did not want to stay home. If I did not return home after one hours or two hours, my mother would come to me with a stick and beat me until I got home. That is my childhood memories.
As I grew older, my mother began to a little take care at me, but my father began to blame me for everything I said and did. Dad never said much to me since l was a child. He is a person who does not care about me. As I grew older, I began to talk back to my father. Sometime I was slapped on the cheek because of that. From an early age, I did not know what happiness was in my life. Sometimes I wonder if the grandfather who gave me that name was love me or just want to curse me.
I used to jealous of my younger brother, who was loved by the whole family. Because of these jealousies, I did not care for my younger brother at all. He did not love the naughty sister who always bullied him. My eldest brother did not love me for bullying my little brother. Yes. In the eyes of all of them, I was a bad woman.
When I was old enough to get married, we had a party at home. It was also the night I lost my virginity. I drank heavily that night. As far back as I can remember, my mother sent me to my room. Before she left my room, I heard a rich man next door talking to my mother. They were saying that the rich man next door wanted to pay money for my virginity. That's all I heard. I don't know if my mother agreed or not but it is true that I cried when I heard what they talk.
The next morning I woke up because of the load noise from the outside. As I was about to get up, I realized that my whole body was in pain. And I now have only a blanket over my body. I saw next to my blanket was money. Then I realized that I had been sold. When I saw the money, I smirked with sad face and looked up at the noise outside. What I found was that the rich man next door's corpse, who was talking to my mother yesterday. He had been dead by a shot. When I saw that, I was not afraid and I laughed like a madman.
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