It actually starts when a baby girl was born last January 29, 1991 in a public hospital. Her mother and her father were very happy that they named their baby by the combination of their names, Chloe. They took care of her and taught her everything.
I think it feels great if you could take a shortcut of reading my past... I made a poem of it... here it is...
When I was a child,
I am a slow learner and wild.
I used to hate writing...
and most especially, listening.
I got best ever teachers....
My sister and my father
They were both nice and good
when they were in the mood....
They used to be strict
They hate playing with tricks
I have no excuses
They made me cryin' in tears
I find it hard anyway
Success is in my way......
An accident changed me
never been so behave and love to study
i never been so mature
Definitely, not in my nature.
"that's what my childhood was all about
It's how a thing changed everything.
I'm happy to be Me!"
Honestly, its hard to be me. I remember being slapped with a brown leather belt of my dad because of being so slow learner. I remember hiding my bruises on my feet and on my ass. I can say I'm fortunate if they don't swell. For a long time, thank God I survived and now if I remember it, I just laugh... but I hate it. I took it as a lesson... I never hate my dad for that. Actually, I'm thankful for him because without it, I can never be myself today... When he started being an OFW, I feel the freedom but I realized its hard without him. I missed him a lot everyday.
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