"I live with my godfather. Nothing special about him. He's just like any other fathers. Sometimes, he even treat me bad.But I don't care. I have a real father, who loves me so much, and gives me everything I want [good things of couse]. My real father lives far away from me. We have never meet each other since a long time ago. But we talk sometimes. The sad thing is, he seems to be very busy lately. I call him many times everyday, but he didn't answer. Well, not yet. I'm sure he will call me soon.
My real father has promised me one thing: One day, he will come and take me home. My real home, home where I live so many years ago, where there is no tears and pain. I wish I can go there soon. To the home where I can live with my real father.
P.S.: Father, I miss you. Call me soon, would you?"