"Can I use your bathroom"
"I promise to wash it after I'm done"
I asked her with politeness. I won't dare raise my voice to lose my only choice, I won't get a place to wash, apart from here because I knew without washing myself there is no grub.
She scanned through my body after knowing what I want with that look of a question mark.
"You better remember your bloody promise after using my washroom"
Inside the washroom, I thoroughly scrubbed my body hurriedly. I Cleaned myself up and run toward the Dining hall for my meal.
I swallowed everything with a rush without raising my head or looking at anybody for I didn't want to draw any bodies attention to me.
Normally I dont chat with them that much. I either ask them if I need something or they want me to do something for them and in situations where they want to interrogate me.
Nobody notices my presence until
"Quickly finish your food and go to sleep tomorrow is Monday, you need to wake up early," said my mum.
Without saying a word I quickly stood up after finishing my grub. I head towards my bed directly not because I'm sleepy but because I want to hide my presence.
While laying on my bed, I started thinking about the frightening nightmare I had earlier in the afternoon. I couldn't help but wonder why I will have so that scary nightmare in broad daylight.
Maybe my emotions had taken over me, that might be the only plausible explanation for that nightmare. How did my life even turn to be like this ' I couldn't even remember ', how did I become somebody that everybody hates and dislikes, the one who has turned up this way, I was in a big dilemma thinking about it.
My life has entered this whirlwind of trouble while I can't possibly point out the particular reason for it. Most of the people started treating me so badly since I can remember things.
This all started from my family, most at times I can feel my father's deep hatred towards me. A hatred that seems like I have snatched away his life and soul.
Because of his bad treatment, wrong comments, and misjudgments towards me, our neighbors never treat me well. Whenever there is a problem they blame it on me without investigation, duo to time everyone in county A sees me as such. After many times of this situation, whenever they blame me I never try to explain myself because I know nobody will believe in the first place. I am now the awful, horrible, and disastrous wolf within the innocent flock of sheep.
I was thinking about my miserable life when I heard my father 'Donald Jackson' complaining about his misfortunes with his cold voice after entering the house.
I close my eyes quickly and force to put myself to sleep
The next thing I realized was...
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