It was my 8th bday ,
A sunny day with cool breeze blowing amd everything seems to be so perfect...I was on cloud nine...I invited all my friends to home for a party...but there is a saying if you get too excited for something then you have to pay for it...and I never knew that I have to pay up my entire childhood for that...And then in the evening I started having a bad feeling as my uncle shouts at my grandma...and in the night my uncle threat us and fires a shot and in order to save ourselves we have to run off from our very own house in the middle of night.We were wandering here and there for a shelter and at last we found one...and then we spent some days there...but when we returned home after 1-2 months then my uncle again threat us and for the sake of me my parents left that house forever...and after that we haven't looked back to that house and those people ever...but those memories are always there in my heart haunting me day and night...(Maybe this is also one of the reasons why I hate the day I was born...). ➡️
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