I Love My Parents

Time passes quickly. I was not aware that I was 16 years old. I remembered when I was still small child or little girl. I always made my parents bothered . I always cried and whimpered in front of them. and I always spoiled in front of them. But above all, it did not make their love decreased to me. and they were not seldom gave strict attitude to me if I was bad, contentiouse and rebelious to them. Maybe, they were tired with my attitude. Formerly, if they gave strict attitude to me, I always said

Why did they treat me,,,,,,???? 

dad was bad,,,,???

mom was bad,,,,,,???

they didn't care about me,,,,,!!!!

you all were bad,,,,,!!!!!

and then I cried. and I stoped if I felt tired or if my parents gave what I wanted. Formerly, I didn't know anything. I didn't know what the meaning of struggle,,,???? hardwork and reciprocate,,,,??? But at 16 years old, little by little I know what the meaning of them. Altough, not all and just little.