l was borned in a rich family and guess what I lost my mom when she gave birth to me.......after that everyone in my family started to hate me...at first I didn't understand why but later on I got to know that in their eyes I'm a murderer,bad luck......it broke my heart I felt like there is no meaning for me to live I even decided to do suicide but I felt like that I should give them another chance maybe what they said was just a lie......later on one day I meeted someone with whom I felt in love but later on he also started to give me a cold shoulder I don't know why then I asked him 'would you be able to fall in love with me oneday?' he said 'no'......after that I also stopped chasing him.... later on I was blamed for the dids which I never did,nobody believed me actually they didnt even let me explain......after all this my real story was started........