"dad, i have to tell you something."
i have no idea how i managed to utter those words without stuttering despite of my lips trembling awfully due to fear hovering over me.
my father stopped signing his paper works and looked up at me. "what is it, sweetheart?"
i swallowed hard. "i failed an examination... again." i tremulously said, almost a whisper.
i did not look at his eyes the moment i said it. i don't want to see disappointment reflecting on his orbs. i am already fully aware that i am nothing but a fiasco but i just cannot bare seeing the confirmation on him. i was expecting dad to go ballistic and livid and get all frustrated but instead, he beamed at me and beckoned me to come nearer him as he flashes me his fatherly smile.
i did as what i was asked to.
"do you know how are stars formed?" he calmly asked.
i nodded. "stars are formed when a gaseous nebula collapses."
"exactly. so sweetheart, collapse, disintegrate."
i glanced up at him. "for it is not where you obliterate, it is where you are born."
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