Asilzoda:
Hmmm. Where should I even begin? Why can't I get along with my family?
There are many reasons for that. One of them is that no one wanted me to be born.
The girls froze in shock upon hearing this.
Asilzoda:
I was born at a time when I shouldn't have been. My birth brought great harm to my mother. After I was born, her health deteriorated significantly. My father blamed me for everything. He didn't even want to see me.
So my grandmother took me in and named me Asilzoda. That name belonged to her own mother. According to my grandmother, I resembled her a lot.
At that time, my father wasn't even involved in my life. He only cared about my mother. His company was also on the brink of collapse back then.
They gave me to my grandmother, who raised me. I would always ask her when my mom and dad would come to see me, and she would smile and say, "Soon."
She used to tell me a lot about her own mother — how strong she was and how she never let anyone hurt her loved ones.
When I turned six, I found out I had a younger brother and twin sisters. But in those six years, I had never seen my parents. I was deeply hurt by their lack of attention.
To gain their affection, I tried to be a good girl. I started learning to read and write earlier than usual.
At age nine, I returned home and met my two older sisters and one older brother. My sisters treated me kindly, but my brother did not.
He looked at me and said, "Are you the one who brought misfortune to our family?"
I was terrified by those words and ran to my grandmother. I overheard her arguing with my father. He told her that he didn't want me, and that because of me, his wife's health had suffered.
I stood by the door, tears in my eyes.
When I went outside, my mother asked why I was crying. But I couldn't tell her. Then my sisters told her what my brother had said to me.
Even after hearing all that, my mother didn't scold my brother.
That's when I realized I truly was the misfortune of the family.
I didn't want to stay in that house anymore — I wanted to leave with my grandmother.
I promised myself that I'd spend the rest of my life with her and never let anyone hurt her.
I did everything I could to avoid going back to that house. I studied harder and got stronger to protect my grandmother.
I started participating in sports. Every time I won, my grandmother celebrated it like a big holiday.
I was happy with her.
But that happiness didn't last long.
She died when I was twelve.
I couldn't believe she was gone. I kept asking everyone about her, but they all said she had died.
So I asked my father. He also said she had died.
I didn't believe it. I said it was a lie.
Then he slapped me and told me to stop this nonsense and go to my room.
While I was sitting in my room, my brother came in. He said I had brought misfortune again and that my grandmother had died because of me.
He said many hurtful things and then left.
No one tried to comfort me. Not even my own mother.
It was hard living in that house, in that family.
When I was fifteen, my brother once again came to insult me, and my younger brother was with him.
My brother was eighteen, and the younger one was twelve.
They told me I was misfortune and that I killed my grandmother.
By then, I was used to being called misfortune.
But I hadn't killed my grandmother.
Hearing those words, I snapped and started hitting them.
I broke my older brother's leg and my younger brother's arm.
When my father heard what had happened, he left everything at work and came home — not for me, of course, but for his sons.
He didn't say a single harsh word to them. But he beat me terribly.
From that day on, I stopped feeling anything toward them.
I left the house after a fight.
After a tragic incident, I didn't want to go back. I was willing to go anywhere but there.
And that's when Bahora appeared in front of me.
Since then, I've been with her.
The girls were left speechless after hearing this.
Bahora stood up and approached Asilzoda. She looked into her eyes.
Those eyes were trying hard not to cry.
Bahora:
You don't have to hold it in.
Even strong people cry sometimes.
Hearing those words, Asilzoda began to cry.
She cried for a long time — these tears had been building up inside her for ten years.
Yoojin also came over and hugged her.
Yoojin:
From now on, I'll protect you myself.
Yoojin tried to calm her down.
Asilzoda pulled herself together and continued preparing the food.
The atmosphere lightened a bit.
The girls ate together.
Then Bahora noticed the letters.
Bahora:
By the way, Yoojin, are these letters for you?
They were in your hand earlier when you fainted. What are these?
Yoojin:
These? Oh, they're notices about the rental contract ending.
Only three weeks left. I need to find a new place quickly.
Bahora:
Why don't you come live with us?
Our house is big and has plenty of rooms.
The three of us can live together.
Yoojin:
I don't want to bring trouble to you.
Asilzoda:
What trouble? It'll be fun, actually.
Bahora:
You hear that? Asilzoda agrees too.
Come live with us. Please.
Yoojin:
Hmmmm. Alright, I agree.
Bahora:
Yay! Did you hear that? She agreed!
Asilzoda:
Yeah, I heard. Now sit down and eat.
Bahora:
Okay, ma'am. So, will you move in this weekend?
Yoojin:
No, there are still three weeks left.
Asilzoda:
Why wait? Wouldn't it be better to move in sooner?
Yoojin:
No, I already have other plans for this weekend.
Bahora looked a bit disappointed.
Yoojin:
Let's do this instead — how about we go out to the park this weekend?
What do you think?
The girls looked at Yoojin in surprise.
She was suggesting a walk?
Yoojin:
What? Is that not allowed?
Or didn't you like my idea?
Bahora:
No, what are you saying? Of course, we love it. We'll go.
The girls didn't even realize how late it had gotten.
Asilzoda:
It's already late. Come on, Bahora, it's time to go home. Let's go.
Yoojin:
You're leaving at this hour? It's already 11.
Why don't you stay here tonight? We'll all go to work together tomorrow.
Asilzoda:
Wouldn't we be a burden to you?
Yoojin:
No, not at all. You're welcome to stay.
Asilzoda:
Alright then. I'll take a shower first.
The girls stayed at Yoojin's place.
Yoojin had always thought there were no others like her in this world.
But after hearing the girls' stories, she realized she wasn't alone.
How does it feel to be called the reason for someone else's misery... by your own family?
Asilzoda was just a child when her brother looked her in the eye and said she brought misfortune to their family. Her mother didn't defend her. No one did. She stood alone, silently crying in front of the door as her father told her grandmother she was unwanted — that her very birth had ruined lives.
Now imagine:
What if you were told you're the reason your loved ones are suffering? That you were never supposed to exist?
💬 Would you fight back? Shut down? Leave? Or break into pieces in silence?
And then... what happens when the only person who ever loved you, who protected and cherished you, suddenly dies?
Asilzoda lost her grandmother — the only soul who gave her warmth. At just 12 years old, she was forced to face a cruel world completely alone.
📌 Have you ever had someone in your life who truly understood you, who made you feel seen?
If yes — what did they mean to you?
If you lost them — how did you survive that pain?
Share your thoughts below. Not just a "good chapter" — tell me what this part made you feel.
I'm listening.
You're not alone.