Lisa's POV,
"Take some rest, darling. We can talk later, okay?" My dad told me and I headed towards my bedroom as I am tired as hell. I wanted some quality sleep to energize me.
I opened the door to my bedroom and walked inside. I saw a large bed lying in the middle majestically and all the memories from my childhood flashed in front of me. I then sat on the soft mattress which is clean and tidy.
This room is filled with memories and that's all of a dreadful memory. I used to get bullied by my schoolmates and I don't even have guts to complain to my parents as they don't consider me. In those days, they care more about their business than their own daughter. They thought that I was a useless being with no strength.
They always wanted me to be so bold and powerful for myself but I was t
