at that young age_myself

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at a young age, at the age of seven years. my talent began to grow the finger-paints, clays, and crayons. it all started with birds, I was so crazy about how the wings looked like, every day another bird, the most beautiful bird I had signed was the peacock. On my ninth year, I was a fan of cartoons, and especially on japanese style; Manga.

At the age of twelve, my mother stopped taxi ride is, when my grandfather died (even the divorce went wrong, especially because dad was too proud). I could not even finish primary school, but the next school I could not go because of my mother, I had to let mn old classmates behind. I was thirteen my mother had lost her mind, she wanted to be a school, but in a way that was wrong. They used my child benefit in a wrong way (she bought her makeup, and her needs, but we did get food and clothing, and even the shower was neglected) when I intervened, I strive through the streets on looking for something, and saw a sign a dishwasher, and went inside.

and even on a young age(13)working as a dishwasher is harsh, when i came home with bags full of food and drinks, my mother was scared about me(but she cooked food, and clean my clothes) almost everyday when i earn from dishes...i was the one bring food ad home(my big brother, my small big sister where ad home, or eating by my granny-place(actually its from my uncle, the brother of my mom)the only comforting uncle i still relay on.

But above I was alone and lonely. I wrote my heart out, I draw my heart out, and dreamed for a way out, even I pray, and lonely went on stage, I found again people who me strength, my grandmother, my uncle, people my faith, and the chinese lady who always pitied me. The day I ran away from home was a painful memories of the past.

Now that I've grown, I found hope, work, graduated in arts-based. And baptized are to help others, along with my conscience, she is confident to lead to a new beginning. My way But making friends is hard, once you are friends 2 or 8 years, they leave. One goes to college far, others are married and move to a distant land, whether they go to work where needs are greater (and I feel especially be lonelier, but making new friends is fun, but some think'' what do you want? ' 'i can use him make me happy' but it happened here) but there are also new friends that make you blush about someting, i hope find some.
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Bellamask's avatar
Sounds like you had a really difficult childhood , but I hope it will only get better. At least you have things you are passionate about and I will always be your friend here