"Where have you been, its already 7pm."
"I-Iam s-sorry dad, medyo traffic po sa daan kaya-- ."
before I could finish those words, I knew it. Hes angry again. Always been.
"You went to that place again, didnt you?."
I saw his eyes raging with fire.
"B-but."
"Tell me Jasmin! Did you go to that f*#%&%! place again?!."
"Dad! dont shout at me! Im not a kid anymore. Okay. Okay fine. Yes I went to that place again, Im still hoping-- ."
"Youre a fool to still hope for whats gone."
I laughed bitterly. Those words, coming from dad. Broke me and my innermost being.
"Well then if hoping is only for fools, then id be a fool."
I ran towards my room crying.
It always happen, everytime i go home. Well I couldnt call this place a home either. Im used to it. But this time, its different. He just blew the remaining hope in my heart.
And throw them into pieces.
Why does dad always act like this? He should be the one to encourage me to keep on moving forward, but NO
Hes taking me backwards and chaining me with my failures.
Im Jas, Jasmin Coo.
19 Half chinese and filipino.
I have little brown eyes, blonde and wavy hair, small but pointed nose with rosy cheeks and lips. Everyone thinks Im perfect, I belong to the richest and most known family in our country, i have all that I want. Yes my life was perfect.. But I guess now, its Perfectly IMPERFECT.
