My family.

Hey readers! (I hope I have one! XD) So. I'll talk about my family in this post.

My parents are both dead. Dad died in a car accident in Las Vegas back in 2003. We were on vacation there. We were from the Grand Canyon on the way back to the hotel in Las Vegas when the accident happened. My mom, my grandma and my godmother was also with us. I had a fractured ankle. Mom went into a coma for a few months after finding out dad died. Maybe she loves him so much that she couldn't take that he's gone. She never recovered her strength to speak and to move. She was bed-ridden after that. She died in 2006 due to pneumonia. I spent too many nights crying and dreaming of them.

I am the youngest of 4 siblings. Girl-guy-girl-gay is the sequence. lol. My sisters are 33 and 31 and my brother is 32. I am 17 so there's a big gap. As a result, I am not that close to them. I don't open up conversations with them. Not that I hate them but I am used to being left alone.  I am more open to my friends. I usually hide myself when I'm at home. I'm not the usual happy person. I am always angry when my sister talks to me. I live with my sister and her husband in our house. My brother has his own life. He has 3 kids with 2 different women. He and my sister always fight so I don't see him that much. He now has another girl. Luckily, she's not yet pregnant. :) My other sister, the younger one, is in the US working as a nurse in Las Vegas. She married a few months ago.  I was supposed to be there but my passport wasn't renewed.

So I consider my friends as family more than my siblings coz of the age gap probably. I don't get too well with them.

Now, I have accepted that my parents won't come back. I have recovered a long time ago. So I am fine now. I've been through a lot, haven't I?

-Bitche. XD