Many questions in our life but we can't answer them.
They sometimes appear in our head with each the age.
We have tried to find the result until we have been old. :-(
We also don't find them.
Why don't we write them carefully?!
Maybe, one day, anyone wil satify our questions. ^_^
So I, one a small girl, was born and grown in a poor village, will write the life's story.
That is not easy, but I will try to do it.
We can consider it as a diary.
And the story started with...her family.
Let's see now...
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