PROLOGUE

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WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING LEYNA" mom shouted while holding my wrist tightly. ""What am I doing? really? you don't know? THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT. YOU AND DAD ARE THE WORST PARENTS." I shouted at them.




Dad suddenly slapped me. "You have no right to call us like that, we are your parents. YOU ARE JUST OUR CHILD!!" Dad said angrily. "Alright, tell us why it's your mommy and I's fault why you're doing everything. We gave everything for you. Then you treat us like this." Dad said violently.




"Everything? Are you sure? Why? Why do you have to put pressure on me to study? Have you ever asked me if I'm okay and if I'm still happy with you? You don't even remember my birthday. You raised me to make me look like I can't make mistakes. That's why I'm mentally unstable right now. I'm afraid of making failures because I know you'll be angry. I don't need to be a perfect child. If you don't like me, just tell me himdi yong harap harapan ninyong ipinamumuka sakin na I'm not a good daughter.
It hurts to see other families happy but me? I didn't even feel like I had a family" I said crying.

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