my story
I was born in Newzealand,
at the age of 4 i was send to india with my parents.
I moved in with my aunty and uncle in Australia,
but my parents stayed back home in India.
when i was 5 i was homesick,
missing my parents every single day of my life.
i went to a school, they bullied me and laughed at my name
they called me "animal"
i tried to skip school, and stay away from the all.
when i was 10, i went back to India,
i couldn't really understand my language anymore.
English was my language now.
When i looked at my parents,
they both looked old, i wonder how much time i have missed.
when i started High school, i was 12,
i wanted to save money to caled my parents home.
but i got caught up with all my friends,
i started calling my auntie 'mum, and my uncle 'dad'
when my parents found out, my mother looked like she would cry.
i started to get homework, and hung out with my friends,
liked some guys.
I felt like i forgotten my parents,
and they have forgotten me.
When my mother would call from India,
to check up on me if i was ok.
i wasn't really bothered to talk to her,
we would only have a 10 minute conversation,
once a month.
When i was 12,
i went back to India,
i turned out to have a little sister.
i didn't know much about my family past.
but i didn't feel like i belonged, with my own paents.
when i was 14, i noticed everyone in school had their parents,
thn there was me with my aunty and uncle.
i see a little me, holding my parents hands, but then i run away from them
and go to my aunty and uncle.
i feel like i belong in this family.
i want to thank them,
for everything, i got to go to school, i waas rased, i had clothes
and most of all they were like my parents,
even if i was bad, they never gave up on me.
They would cry abouth me, but still love me.
i call them my parents now, even if i have parets in India.
learn to love your family.