Before she was twelve years old, although her grandfather didn't love her, everyone else liked her.
After she turned twelve, her grandfather still didn't love her, but neither did anyone else.
On her twelfth birthday, she clamored for her father to come back to celebrate her birthday. She was looking forward to it.
But I waited for the news that my father had been in a car accident.
That year, my mother was pregnant and about to give birth. Fortunately, my brother was born safely.
Before leaving, she leaned against the car window but watched her mother turn her head away and not look at her for the last time.
She carefully lay on her mother's belly and listened to the little one's heartbeat. Next to her was a man laughing loudly.
'S dad.
She asked: Mom and Dad, after the little one is born, will you not love me? Both of them
He just smiled, didn't say anything but put his hand on her head. At that time, she felt it was true
happiness.
Fat, fat, fat, he must also think she is a bad child, right?
She is indeed a bad child.
Intention: Positive and uplifting