“I was always used like a trophee daughter and no one ever thought that I'm a human being. I was yet a simple object. I was used, tossed away, spun around like a puppet, recycled and reused over and over just for my parents to have something to brag about with their friends...and as the object that I was, never had I been admired for my true value. But it's alright because I was rebuilt by someone who truly takes care of me like no one ever did...so there is still hope!”
