Love of the Man Arogan
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Ariana Pov's
I was born in Russia 23 years ago.
Sometimes, I want to curse a universe that's unfair to me. I hate this situation, I hate it.
When I was 3 years old, when I didn't understand anything. I was exiled to the back pavilion by my parents. Maybe at that time, I didn't understand anything, maybe at that time I thought my parents would pick me up again and I would come back to live with them again. But, I was wrong. Day after day I passed all in the void.
As I remember when I was 3 years old, I was just left with the nanny. I remember, Mommy, it couldn't be exactly Aunty. Yes, she is my mother. But I was forbidden to call him Mommy.
My little story is not as lucky as anyone else. No mother's caress, no father's babble. Grandpa, ah, maybe not, he meant Mr. Regard. He always insulted me a disabled child and a useless child.
And what happened, both my parents just kept quiet when I was humiliated. There is not a single defense they say. In fact, the look on Daddy's face, ah, doesn't mean Uncle Josh, stays flat.
On Christmas Eve, the main house is always held a party. Everyone is always together. While me? I could only look at the flickering lights from within.
perrnah at Christmas, I ran away from my nanny and went to the main house, to see the Christmas event that was being held.
I peeked out the window. You know what I saw? at the party it was so good. A lot of kids my age are playing. In fact, both of my parents gave them a parcel. While me? I was alone in the pavilion.
Only Nancy hugged me, calmed me down. Since then, I never wanted to see there again. From then on, I just went through Christmas with Nancy. Nancy always makes me a simple party.
"Ariana, Uncle called Aunty. Aunty has to go to the main house now." Those words that always came out of my mother's mouth when accompanying me to play. I could only nod, and see the back of my mother who had given birth to me continue away. Without being able to touch her, without being able to ask her to stay any longer.
"Mom, play longer with me. Just give me a little time." I can only say that in his heart every time he goes.
There was an incident when I was sealed with Aunty Briana, and new facts were revealed. All this time Uncle Josh wanted to protect me from Mr. Regard.
But I was too small to understand what he meant, all I knew was that I had pain.
And 23 years on, the taste is still the same. No, it's not that I'm not trying to forget what they did. All this time, I always tried to open myself up, and tried to forget everything. But, every time I start. It felt too foreign to me, I was getting tormented even more if I forced everything.
In my heart, I have forgiven all. It's just that the trauma that I felt was so intense that I felt comfortable with the situation now. Comfortable with my solitude.
others will label me as selfish, consider me superior and consider me stubborn. But, did those who commented feel the bitterness of being me? I've tried to forget everything, but it feels so foreign.
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