My Best Friend's

Episode 23: Reuniting ( POV ANNA) POV ANNA

Here, I am one of the actors. So, from the first part, think about it. Of course an actor in the story has an important element that is the element of character. And, what do you think my character is here? Good, bad, or two-faced?

And I still have more questions for you. If you were me, what would you do? my life is far from good.

One more thing, this is one of the things that hurt me so much. People who have been silent - I like, even like my own best friend. Imagine that! Try to imagine! It hurts my heart. It hurts every time I remember that. Chris, yes, his name is Chris. And he likes Eve.

I guess the opportunity for me is no more. All my hopes are ruined. I think because Eve doesn't like Chris, then I can definitely get Chris. But apparently not.

Once I expressed my love for Chris, I wish I had a love back from him. But instead, he told me to back off, because he didn't want to hurt me. But the rejection from him felt like a slap - not a face slap. Except a slap in the heart

The hood I was holding fell. I'm used to seeing an empty dining table with nothing on it. What breakfast am I having this morning? I opened the cupboard, it contained a few packets of wheat flour, cooking oil, and three eggs. I wonder, now I'm school financed scholarship. Then why is mom and dad semiris his life?

Do they have no savings? They should have savings and we could have been better than this. I always try to study harder, learn to die. I always try to understand them, understand the situation of mom and dad. I try to help them, lighten their burdens. But it seems like everything is the same. There's no change. It makes no difference. Look at it - like this, it's still just as poor.

My mother was standing in front of me. Stare straight at me and lock my focus. In his hand there is still a brush that he uses to brush the bathroom floor. Mom was still in her place. His face was flat and mysterious. I swallowed spit.

"Why did you skip yesterday?" the sound was not from my mother, but from my father. Mama's still quiet, not budging at all.

"Mama's disappointed in you, Ann..."

Mama angkay speaking. God, really. I'm so scared. I don't dare if my mom talks. My hair gets goosebumps when my mom speaks up. I prefer to be yelled at - snapped by papa compared to his soft voice mama yanh said that he was disappointed in me.

Fear, shame, anxiety, confusion, and guilt mixed together into one enveloping my heart. My mom is a very calm person. Mama rarely scolded me, especially to the point of yelling at me or even hitting me. It was never done to me. Mom kept everything herself. He rarely shares his world with me. Mama was very quiet and calm, and it made me feel reluctant. I prefer to see my mom as an expressive person.

Papa's sitting in a chair. She was still standing, and there was no sign of sitting. I was still down, because all I could do was bow inside. I dare not speak. Don't talk, just raise my face I don't dare...

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