Page 5 - ILIAS ATHANASIADIS AKA RO1

It was 10.30 am when the nanny came home and after an hour there I
was crying and breathing fresh air because after nine months inside

my mothers belly I had enough, too dark I couldn’t play and I was

miserable as miserable as my sister is today because she end up
helping the nanny to my birth.

She wasn’t very happy and she was not the only one my father took
one look at me and he went mad. He is not my son accused my

mother sleeping with someone else because according to my sister I

was black , she said “ You re looking black no not black but

caoutsouk black “

They couldn’t believe it why I was black so my father start drinking

alcohol to become alcoholic as I remember him for the rest of my
life.

My mother felt so bad because she was in love with my father but
now because of me he was telling her that she was a whore sleeping

with other men and the atmosphere in the house change completely.

Nobody was happy my father drunk every night beating my mother
and my mother hared me because of me all this change happen and I

had no idea what the hell was going on.

But my instinct drove me towards my sister and I thought she was

my mother and every night I use to wake her up and she was let me

sleep with her.

Till today I can smell my sister and I can feel the safety and warmth

I was feeling when we re sleeping together.