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.