Room number 8

d I had told you not to do this again, you could have allowed me do it myself ' he looked at me and stared at the food as he pushed them away, he brought out some money and turned away from me countin

head and he carried me up 'You didn't eat anything and what I made wasn't good so let's

yellow schoolbag, I ran near the glass and my hands ached for it , my father moved closer and watched me point helplessly at the bag as he went near the attendant ,

ung girl of my age walk in and she ran straight to the bag with her father at the back 'I love this' Her father moved to the attendant and asked for the amount as i ran to her ' I wanted that bag first ' She looked at me with her friendly eyes and back at her father who pushed me away 'You this poor thing, get away from my daughter' I stumbled at my father who looked at the man with sadness and cleaned my clothes for me as he pulled me to