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"So is that my fault that you are such a loser that you cannot even say that on my face. You are a cheater and you are putting the blame on me. If I knew before that you were like this, I wouldn't have dated you in the first place. You weren't suitable enough for me either. So goodbye and go to hell." I said and cut the call. I was sad and frustrated and being slightly drunk does not help me to calm my emotions down. My years started flowing out. I went to my car and get inside it so no one will see me crying.
My father never treated me like a normal father would do. For him, I was always a disgrace to the family. I'm the bad luck he said. I know I am not like my sister, I'm not a very outgoing person, neither I am pretty like her. I'm the fat and self-conscious just the opposite of how my sister is. But how can he treat me like I'm a big misfortune for him? After my mom died while giving me birth he blamed me for that. He was good to me in front of others but he never loved me truly. He liked Jane, my sister. he always says she is just like our more, pretty, confident. But I was nothing but an unwanted child that took his love away from him.
But now when I thought that I finally have someone who truly loves me and will love me always and took care of me, turns out that I Was just fooling myself by thinking that I'm worthy of being loved. I don't deserve to be loved I guess. He loved me and supported me, but I guess I was just a rebound for him to get over his ex. He never moved on from his ex-girlfriend.
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I got a call from my dad's secretary when I was in the car. She said that my dad wanted me to bring a folder from his office. She has to attend the party so she cannot come and dad needs it as fast as possible. So I went to the hospital. The file was in his office. I met a doctor there, his name was Ren. he was also at the party, I was drunk so I made fun of him. I asked for his help. He was nice though. He helped me. I felt bad to ask his help though, he looked busy but I did not want to get lost. I have to quickly grab the file and get it over with. I have to rush back home since I have an important speech tomorrow in college and I am still not prepared.
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