When I was sweet sixteen, I was treated like a homeless person. When I was sweet sixteen, I was beaten until I fainted by my heartless parents. When I was sweet sixteen, I was given a mattress full of bed bugs to sleep in. When I was sweet sixteen, I had no lunch money for food. When I was sweet sixteen, I only had one sweater to wear. When I was sweet sixteen, I had to pawn off my only sweater for $2 to buy food. When I was sweet sixteen, I didn't have a penny to feed my empty stomach. When I was sweet sixteen, I lived in sorrow, bitterness, and hatred. When I was sweet sixteen, I left my home for good. That's why I really don't know what is sweet sixteen.

These will be past, I hope the rest of your life is happiness

Thank you gn20611. Actually, I have a lot more interesting stories to tell. I am looking for someone to help me write my stories. Would you be interested?

after read this, i feel that i'm so happy and lucky, hope the rest of your life will be happy and warm.