My second father

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A little girl who lost her family after an earthquake but finds a second father.

Submitted: February 02, 2019

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My whole family died in an earthquake which was 7.4 everybody died. I lost my mum, dad, 2 brothers and 2 sisters. I was the only one that was left in the whole damaged building; we were living in an apartment the rest of the people all lost their lives not even 1 person managed to survive only me. This seemed to be a miracle to other people but for me it was a disaster! I miss everybody in my family the pain that I feel is so extreme if only this trauma never happened. Apparently this earthquake happened because of cheap bricks and not so long after we moved in to the apartment the whole building suddenly collapsed on one cold evening when we were all having a great time altogether with my family watching a movie and eating popcorn. Everybody in my family was so supportive to each other, so kind, generous, so warm blooded and one of a kind that I have no words to describe this I loved my family very much and I miss them so much I don’t know how I would survive without them.

 

Days seem to pass so dreadfully and exhausting. After the earthquake I have nowhere to live I live outside under a bench in a children’s park. Everybody is looking at me when they pass by as if they are feeling sorry for me or just a filthy dirty little girl. I watch everybody play in the park and I’m just here trying to sell napkins to earn some money to eat. And I was only 5 years old. Sometimes the streets are so mean to me when it gets dark it gets so cold and I starve from hunger but luckily there is a man just across the street who sells bread and he is kind enough to give me some food with just 3 dollars but sometimes I make more money it depends if it’s Fridays or Saturdays the park gets a bit more crowded and busy. There is also a man that sells cotton candy and that is very popular in Turkey. And I just wish I could have some too, as a child I want candy and to play around like other kids but I am mature enough to live by myself on the Istanbul streets. And it’s something that I built up inside of me after 3 months.

 

Sometimes I go and visit the man that sells bread and we chat about the earthquake and everything that I have been through I find out his name it is Ahmet. Ahmet is a very typical and popular name in Turkey. And he calls me Ay?e. He says it’s very rough for child at this age to be going through all this. He gives me food and money to buy the cotton candy I jump around from happiness. We have a very close and warm relationship with each other as time passes he is just like my father like he would do anything for his children and I see Ahmet like my father now and he sees me as his strong and mature daughter. So he is not heartless enough to keep me living in the streets in this cold weather that is freezing to 8 degrees so he decides to take care of me I first hesitate because I already had my real father I just lost him but he said that this could be a great opportunity for me to keep me safe in a warm and cozy house and I thought I could share company with a man as kind as my real father so at the end I accept him as my second father. He takes care of me for the rest of his life and we live happily ever after.


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