They say love is a fantastically beautiful thing, but doesn't come that easily. In my case, I would say that not everybody is lucky to have that chance to love or be loved. I was renounced that chance since birth when I knew absolutely nothing about life. I was conceived by mistake, according to the tales I was told, and my mother got rid of this mistake one year after giving birth to it, leaving me with her mother, my grandma, since my father denied me the moment he leant of my existence as just a seed in my mother's womb. I have no memories of my so-called mother. I...