I heard that I was born in USA, Washington,seatle, federal way. But I have an Indian background 😂. My mom and dad are Indians. well I was very naughty when I was a kid. I stayed for 2 years in USA and then I came back to India . I dare not use a small letter i for India 😂. I used to trouble my mom and dad a lot like for examples:

1)when I was 1 year baby, I played hide and seek one day. I played it so seriously that I hid in the washing machine. my mom got furious and couldn't find me anywhere. poor dady, when mom called him, he came back running home. while my mom was going to get ready and call the police, she heard some giggles from the washing machine. when she found me, I said,"picka boo..". Damn my mom got so serious 😹 that she took me flat on her lap and hit a*s. then my father got relieved and scolded my mom.

2) once I went to my neighbour, they were a Chinese couple, so when I went to them, they have me a biscuit 🍪 and I sat and enjoyed it. on the other side my mom is getting worried where I went, and there she saw me eating cookies at the neighbor's. she immediately picked me up, told the couple sorry and left.

3)once, my dad, me and my mom went to a park. I was non-stop playing and jumping everywhere(my mom running behind me wherever I go, this time she is being careful so that I don't get lost😅). my dad was sitting on a bench nearby. my mom got tierd and sat next to dad for a second, then BOOM!, I am lost from mom's eyesight. They searched for me everywhere, then finally found me camouflaged within a family with 3 children almost of my age. the family did not even notice me that I was going with them. then they saw me . my mom came running and picked mee up, asked for forgiveness from the family and we left without a word back to home.

( author:who knew that the fl was so troublesome when she was a child😂😂😅).

there was a similar case when I got back to my hometown and troubled all the neighbours in my colony. well that's how so many people knew me when I was young. at that time my mom and dad left me here and went out for a vacation 😹 poor grandma got into trouble now😂.

I actually live in Bangalore with my parents. but when I was young they left me to my grandparents.boo hoo hoo, poor me!😅😂.

spoiler: when I grow up, I forget everyone who played with me in my hometown. and when they ask my after coming back from Bangalore, I say yes yes I remember you!😂😂 poor people 😂

next upload on next day! plz wait for more soon 😊 I will be right back, this is me.

As I live in Bangalore, I have 2 friends that live in my locality. They are Clara and Mendy. Well, I forgot to mention my name last time, it's Livia here. When I grew older and older, my naughtiness faded away and I became as sincere as an innocent doll. my childhood in school was not so special.

Well, one big event took place when I was just 10 years old. it was unforgettable. My exam tests were going on and I was just a 5th grader. All these years since I was born, my dad was suffering from cancer, but I did not know it until his last breath on 16th September. he was admitted to the hospital thrice and my mom was worrying a lot. I was helpless. I felt lost and alone even if my younger sister was there with me. she was just 4 years old. she did not know anything about dad dying. she was surrounded by lies that dad had gone out for a few days for work until she was 6 years old. since then on I became silent, and hearing," sorry for your loss, you dad was a great man", was common. due to dad's funeral I had to miss three of my exams, that too the most important subjects. after I came back, 3 more were left, so I attended them. the day I entered the school after this incident, I became someone whom others show pity on and for some, I became someone whome they could encourage.

even though all this was out of the blue it still feels wierd as if it were a dream and I was waiting to come back to the reality. but it was real. I felt blank and emptiness wherever I used to feel warmth and happiness. I still thought that it all could be lies and wished that my dad would come back soon. as time passes by, I finally gave up and accepted the reality.

I became more and more concious of my surroundings, became more bored and aloof, thought in both good and bad ways of seeing and observing an object. my mom faced a lot of issues, but now I have decided to step up to support my mom and become her back bone. I will always accompany her and not let her feel alone. I will give my best to play my dad's and a daughter's role and fulfil them to keep my mom's feelings warm even if my dad is not there.

My mom is still relying on others for help where I am still helpless to mom. I will grow up soon and become independent then I can support mom and we don't have to rely on others.

it's been 2 years since dad's death. now mom has hot a job of a resource manager in my dad's company. my dad's is a huge and successful one. dad had 15 years experience in wipro. now my mom is working, she has got all the paperwork ( dad's properties, our own house, vehicle papers,deposits, dad's savings and bank accounts) done. now she has become a different person comparing her before dad's farewell. she is strong, independent, dominating, fierce and brave. she is now over my dad's grief but she still sometimes locks herself up and cries. she is soft and tender inside but dares not to show that side of her's to anyone.

even our family is not completely supportive, because of something ( a fight) that happened long ago. now mom has no one but herself to rely on. I am trying to support her as much as I could.

mom is getting more and more workaholic as days pass by. she takes us to movies, shopping, parks, hotels and many other places, just to keep us happy. she is being too hard on herself. she is forcing too much on herself to fulfill the roll as dad and a mom.

now that I understand what she is trying to do, I am currently old enough to support her. I am now 10th grade. sometimes I cry too seeing how my mom is trying to survive and send us to good school, this is me.

once when I was a 7th grader, I had a classmate named Andy. he and I are in the same school since playgroup (nursery). we live in the same locality my hormones and I became crazy. I started having dreams about him that he was the prince and I was the princess.

well let's see what's happening next. I had a crush on him. that's why I mentioned I became crazy 😂. then I courageously wrote a love letter to him. i didn't write my name in it😂. I didn't give it to home directly. while we were heading home after school in the bus, I dropped the letter on his seat while he was not looking around. then he left.

next day he came and asked me and my friend about "a letter" that was dropped on his seat yesterday.i lied that I didn't know about it. so he left. he and his gang friends(boy's hang) started doubting on me, as I was the most suitable suspect. they started teasing me.

the next day after the letter incident, my hormones cooled down, I felt blank and no feelings for Andy. I was surprised on myself. I thought dad did something to me so that it doesn't harm my future or something like that 😜😂. so I accepted the thought. I was amused by myself.

few months later, it was time to go home and everyone were packing their bags in the class to board the bus, a boy named Riley accidentally proposed me. it was actually Andy who introduced this topic to me that Riley liked me. ( previously we all acted like the letter incident didn't even happen, so we all got along).

I was so confused and hurriedly said," no, not mow", and kind of rejected him, then left. I wasn't matured enough that time.

since then Riley became a bit too much teasing and aggressive towards me because he was a naughty boy since he joined our school. he never showed respect to teachers and always talked back. he sometimes teased me too.

from then on I sincerely took an oath that I will never have any such kind of relationships or do any such kind of actions till I am old enough for it.( look how crazy I was😁.)

let's come to the Times of 8th grade. now I have become a passionate person in self defence skills, I fancy strong and girl-powered girls. I wish to defend my family in times of danger. I envy girls who are all rounders. I wish to become one too. i have a pet named Bruno. he is a golden retriever. he is very friendly and one of the 5 smartest dogs in the world. golden retriever puppies are cute and the adults are handsome. I personally love golden retriever.

(author: no offence if others don't like them, sorry for cat lovers. if you're a dog lover, please hit the like button below!).

my favourite subject is science. I am very good at it and score well. I thought I might become a scientist when I grow up. but you will have to devote all your life for it.

I used to think that I can become an architect when I grow up then I will be rich!. but you need to be an expert in maths besides art and geometry for that. so I gave up the idea.

I thought I could become an artist because I was good at pencil sketch and made portraits. but then I wouldn't get any satisfactory results.

I thought I could become a fashion designer because I used to stitch tiny clothes for a doll with needle and thread. well, it is still an alternative option for me.

finally I am stuck with the idea of being a dermatologist since it is an easy job and you could earn a lot from it.

I am still thinking who I would become soon😄.