Baskadia

It began that , my father was a loving one with a kindhearted responsibility till stroke struck him in the leg and right side of the face . With this , life turned away from me taking all the goodies from me and brushing me up with fatalities , unfortunately , curses and what I wouldn't like to mention. Today , I love in a family of a single mother taking care of ten children . So , I had to isolate myself and do carrying of blocks , pushing wheelbarrow of concrete and stones . These works have drained me skinny and bong as they involve in a lot of energy . I beg before going to school , because I want my mum to look after my siblings and not me . Find this story in your shoes and kiss it with your bitcoins , thank you .