I was born in a every poor family.my
mom died when I was 15 n I lived with
my dad since but I was never happy
because my father was a drunk lazy
man.my dreams was to become a model
o fashion designer but all of my dreams ended when I was 18 after my father
raped me n I got pregnant n I couldn't go
back to school again. Not only that but
my father was HIV positive so I gave birth
to an HIV positive baby girl but still my
father had a chance of lie to people that I had been going out with boys so he
kicked me out of the house,
I lived a hard
life with my child but my girls couldn't
make it she died of hunger n malaria.i
never give up n I moved of with my life I
meet a wonderful man and he helped me fulfill my dreams.i became what I wanted
to be,I was happy.but now am here on
the hospital bed fight for my life after fall
on the fashion show stage.Apart from
suffering from HIV but I also got blood
cancer and the doctor said I don't have much time to live. But before I die just
want to tell my father that I still love him
and I forgive him...
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