I have been dying to tell you what happen today in my life. I wake up every day and I don’t feel happy with my life because I think everything about me does not worth. I don not feel happy with my life because I think everything about me is not worth much. When I was a little child, I am the only person in my house who burns in a firehouse. Since that day, I lose confidence in myself. The only thing I desire now is to live with other people. I have a sister who is really enjoying her life and I am always observing her. I am someone who is barely recognized or even noticed by the world because I am silent and distant. I am rarely present even when I try to pronounce complete sentences.
Moreover, I am a burn victim and since that day my mother starts to describe me in less than flattering terms such as a wounded animal who must live her life forever overpowered to forces bigger than her own will.
She does not fortify me with many powerful qualities because she never encourage me like she uses to do with Dee. In addition she used to judge me about my behavior. My mother only appreciates my sister. Sometimes gives the impression that I will fail in my life and becoming an individual; I will fade into a life of farm work, and take care of children.
Despite that my mother attitude was like I liked her and I will always protect her. Also I can thank her because I become more confident after my sister comes to ask about her quilts and then mama defends my best interests.