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“You love that mother of yours so much? Do you want to grow up like her too? A good for nothing who only wants me money” angrily he stormed out of the room, and then he left. | “You love that mother of yours so much? Do you want to grow up like her too? A good for nothing who only wants me money” angrily he stormed out of the room, and then he left. | ||
| - | I instantly regretted my choice, but there was nothing I could do, if only I could go back, if only I could change the past. My vision blurred. | + | I instantly regretted my choice, but there was nothing I could do, if only I could go back, if only I could change the past. I would do anything. My vision blurred. |
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| + | What did I do wrong? Did I game too much? That must be it. I won't ever game again. I'll be the best son I can possible be, so, please, come back. | ||
It was the first time in my life I wept. | It was the first time in my life I wept. | ||
I didn't make a sound, and I didn't hold it back. In my whole life, my eyes were like a damn, breaking apart when I couldn't bear the pain, but now it was like a river. | I didn't make a sound, and I didn't hold it back. In my whole life, my eyes were like a damn, breaking apart when I couldn't bear the pain, but now it was like a river. | ||
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| + | Why did this have to happen? | ||
Why, Why, WHY? | Why, Why, WHY? | ||
Revision as of 10:00, 2 May 2012
“That’s my child! After all, I had to give birth to you. You definitely love me more” Dad on the other hand was furious.
“You love that mother of yours so much? Do you want to grow up like her too? A good for nothing who only wants me money” angrily he stormed out of the room, and then he left.
I instantly regretted my choice, but there was nothing I could do, if only I could go back, if only I could change the past. I would do anything. My vision blurred.
What did I do wrong? Did I game too much? That must be it. I won't ever game again. I'll be the best son I can possible be, so, please, come back.
It was the first time in my life I wept.
I didn't make a sound, and I didn't hold it back. In my whole life, my eyes were like a damn, breaking apart when I couldn't bear the pain, but now it was like a river.
Why did this have to happen?
Why, Why, WHY?
Mom tried to help, “Cheer up. You should be grateful to have such a good life.” “You don’t need to see your father you know I’ll always love you more than him."
but she just made it worse.
Then I heard the car. Maybe if I run out now, maybe I can still change my mind.
