No One Loved Me

Chapter 1

No one loved me

1

Dad was always busy.

It was rare to stay at home on weekdays and weekends.

Sometimes when I came home early, I got mad at my mom and me.

It was because I worked hard outside, but I didn't let people rest.

There were various reasons why my father couldn't rest.

Because the house is dirty, the side dishes are not tasty, and my mom's expression is gloomy, so I don't act cute like my daughter from another house.

One day, my mother, who was silently listening to my father's shouts, packed her luggage and left the house.

The next day was the weekend.

Dad called his mom's cell phone several times.

I can't pick up the phone right now, so with a voice mail....'

It was my mother's strong determination to be heard over the cell phone.

Dad kicked his tongue and looked at me.

"Ah, do you want to hang out with your dad?"

As a child, I fell for my dad's friendly suggestion.

I tied my hair in pigtails with clumsy skills and wore my favorite dress and pink stockings.

I also took out red shoes that I didn't wear a few times when I went to kindergarten because I was saving them.

There was a pretty sister where I arrived by car with my dad.

"Hi, you're...Oh, it is that so?"

I hid behind my dad's legs in embarrassment.

"You have to be polite to your dad's friend."

When I said hello, my sister covered her mouth with her hand and laughed.

"My child's mother suddenly went home. There should be a place to leave the child. I'm sorry."

"No, because I'm like this, my brother and I are husband and wife, and...It's nice to think that's our daughter."

We went to the amusement park in my dad's car.

I chose a cute animal headband and took a picture.

Dad treated his pretty sister with a friendly tone and soft expression that he had never seen before.

We played a lot and went to a family restaurant and ate a children's set meal.

The omurice with a small flag was a waste just to see it, so it was hard to touch it.

"Ah, do you want me to feed you?"

I felt awkward, but my dad was looking at me with satisfaction, so I opened my mouth softly.

Of all things, there was a family month event at the restaurant.

An employee in a colorful uniform approached me, saying he would take a picture.

"Children, please get closer to your mom."

"Mom?"

My sister smiled loudly and hugged me on the shoulder. Dad wrapped his sister around her shoulder.

Click, the flash went off and the picture came out on the spot.

The staff gave it to me. I received it reflexively.

I didn't get home until late at night. There were mother's shoes on the porch.

"Mom!"

I looked for my mother, rubbing my sleepy eyes. My mother ran out at once.