Amber
I really used to believe that there was a certain amount of pain, a certain amount of tears entitled to a single human being for one lifetime. I believed, that once you have experienced all of that, the only thing left to have will be happiness and love. So when my parents died, leaving a mere five-year old all alone this world where nobody cared for anybody, I was sure that I was almost at the end of the pain and grief assigned to me. And I kept believing that over the years when people kept hurting me again and again, that one day it will end.
But todays as I stared at his face, the person I was relying on to bring me comfort after the worst experience of my life, his eyes filled with hate and anger,
