story of my life

AOA my name is Sahar I am 14 years old I reads in class 7 in my my life there is too many downfalls in my life but that downfall made me strong I am from Pakistan and I am very loyal In friendship in my relatives there is only 1 cousin of my age in starting I think she is so caring and kind she is my uncle(chachu)daughter but one day my grandmother (ammi) (dado) she is handicap (who is not able to move)go to her house for a week she treated with them so badly at night my dado is sleeping she switched on light and say I am studying her little sister and mother also torcher my grandmother her mother give her stale food and her little sister put her fingers in my dado eyes but we don't no about anything because my grandmother don't ask anyone what they do one she was return to to my aunty (phopho)house she is so sad and disappointed from my uncle after that she survive almost 1 week more and then she was dead on 1 of May on Eid UL fitr we can't bring my dado to our house because at this time our house is in constructing but all are so happy because we think after completing this construction we bring them to our house that is why I don't want to friendship with her because she is so hypocrite she is so good with us and she wants to friendship with me but whenever I see her I remember all my dado words and past trauma it is so hurtful I my dado before and after pics the difference made me cry I want to tell everyone one about this that what I feel but I can't so I started to tell you please respect your grandparents they are blessing of ALLAH ? whenever someone with there grandmother I miss my dado