As a child laborer in a hotel, my days are filled with never-ending work and servitude. From early morning until late at night, I'm stuck in a constant cycle of exhausting tasks. I spend my time scrubbing floors, washing dishes, and carrying heavy trays, all while burdened by responsibilities far beyond my young age. The demands of the hospitality industry leave no room for play or education, and my dreams of a carefree childhood seem like a distant memory. The environment is unforgiving, paying little attention to my well-being or my rights as a child. The relentless pressure to please guests and satisfy my superiors makes me feel insignificant, and my voice is drowned out by the expectations placed upon me. While other children my age enjoy their innocence, I yearn for freedom and a chance to escape this grueling life. I want to express my heartfelt gratitude to the children's home that rescued me, providing a lifeline and

the hope of a better future.