C1 JOURNEY OF MY LIFE.

My name is Emily. I am 18 years old. I was the only child. I don't know who my dad is because my mom raised me all alone.

My mom passed away when I was very young and she left me with her sisters. She died when I was 7 years old and that is when the journey of my lonely, rejected and painful life began.

I never got to know who my father was even when I asked my aunts. They only told me he made my mom fall for him then made her pregnant and left her.

I was told my mom was a beautiful young woman and every man wanted to be with her. When she met him she fell in love with him. She gave him a chance.

My mom didn't finish high school because there were 6 sisters and 2 brothers so it's not easy to go to school and support her family.

When she grew up she left home and then she met my father. They fell in love with each other but things changed when mom found out dad was cheating on her. She told him that she was pregnant but he refused to accept the child and he left her with a broken heart and a pregnancy.

When mom was pregnant with me she used to work as a house girl so she can raise me and support granny but she never ever regret of giving birth to me. She couldn't stay with my grandmother and her siblings. Her life was tough, very tough.

That's all I know about my dad. I have never thought of looking for him anyway. I grow up with mom and she was the best mom in the world. She used to spoil me and give me everything I want as long as she could afford.

But my happiness change when she passed away. I was a child and I didn't know what death was. I was the second one to know she passed away. The funny thing was I didn't understand she is not coming back. I couldn't understand what was happening.

I remember when I was telling my favourite uncle that mom died he cried in front of me. That was the first time seeing an adult crying because I used to believe only kids cry. He didn't say anything to me. He stayed with me and hugged me.

I took it as a normal thing but after the funeral it changed my thinking and understanding that she is not here and will never come back.

She died due to cancer. Nobody knows that because she knew she can't afford treatment so she took it to herself. They all knew it later when they were packing her bags and found the reports.

I left home and was going to live with my aunt in her house that is when I realise I will never see my mom again. I would cry in a corner in a room and call her to come for me or take me with her.

Everytime I want to talk to my aunt she never give me attention and comfort. She pushed me away all the time. I end up becoming sad and depressed. No one understand my pain that being a child who lost her mother.

My cousin didn't like me. I never knew why even till now we don't get along. I used to ask myself why they don't like me. I couldn't talk to them. I would cry and call mom but she was not there to answer me.

I was used to being quiet around people. I don't want to make trouble for myself. It's better to be silent and it will keep me out of trouble.

I stayed with my aunt for around two months and she took me back to the same place. I didn't want to go back to where we were staying with mom.

I would be living with my eldest uncle and his wife so my aunt left me there and told me she would come back for me. It's a lie but I believed her.

That was the last time I saw her. I never see her again until I became a teenager. I grow up hating her because she could stay with me and give me motherly love.

After one month of staying with my uncle my life became even harder. I got sick and there was no one to take me to the hospital.

My younger uncle was the one who used to feed me. He went to work and came back late. I never blame him. He was young and struggling to survive while the other uncle was watching everything.

My favourite young uncle called his aunt to stay with me. She was married to granny's brother. My grandmother passed away before my mom. So I stayed with her. My grandma's sister-in-law came to take me away after my younger uncle told her my situation. She came and took me to her home. The next day she took me to the hospital.

I was treated well that day. Thanks to my uncle's aunt and I became healthy after one week.

I stayed with her for two years and she took me back to the same place I hate. I kept living with the same uncle who didn't care about me.