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Narrative of a Personal Experience


             We are all human and we tend to make mistakes. When I was a kid, I never understood the true meaning of my parents' love towards me. I always blamed them for everything that happened without thinking of the reasons behind it. All I thought was having fun without prioritizing their feelings. Immature, you can call it. Stubborn, naughty, just name it. That was me! When I recalled my past, I did not believe that person was me and sometimes I cannot stop laughing to myself remembering my childish act. My parents, especially my father, taught me to become a trustworthy and responsible person that could bring the legacy of my family generation through his own way. However, after years of learning and experience, I changed a lot as now I understand the reason why my parents did those things to me. .
             Although I had gone through many sweet and bitter memories with my family, but there was one event that had changed me the most. The 4th April of 2010, that was the darkest moment of my life. I wished that I could forget the pain and fear I went through. The feeling on that day made me wish that one day I would fall to the ground and forget everything about it. But that was not my decision to make. My life changed when my secret was known by my parents. I still remember, the most loving and caring person I knew turned into a fierce as a tiger in a matter of second. I did not even dare to look at his face and say any word because I was too scared to do it. It was not because I was too coward to speak for my rights, but I was too afraid that my word would make it worst. It was all because of the secret that I kept. The day before, it started out normal. I woke up at 0600 hours and went to school. In the afternoon, I had my extra classes and later on I would spend most of my time sleeping or playing football. But, everything changed at that night. I was too afraid until I could not even move my own body. My hand started shaking and I could only hear my heartbeats.


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