(Ruby Kumari, IX ‘F’)
Yes, I’m Ruby. I know it’s a great name but no one cares about me! I’m the youngest child in my family. In my house, they named me Ruby, but they call me by different names. And in addition, my brother forces me to do his work and if I don’t do his work, he would breathe fire. Only my parents love me and when my parents give us any work, only I have to do all the works.
Once I got very angry. I went to ‘mandir’ to do ‘puja’ because no one is there to listen to me and literally I cried a lot. Like food, crying has become a most important part of my life.
Besides this, I presume, that no one is there with me who really does not want to lose me. I really need a friend who always stays with me and always makes me laugh. If I get these qualities in anyone then, I really will never lose her.