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Bashing MyHead At my Table As I Was Writing This

A not so serious story about a man who died bashing his head at my table in front of me as I stare at his corpse blankly. . . . . . . . . . . LOL Disclaimer: Read this work if you want, don't give it some 1 star reviews for shit and giggles. Also, I don't own some characters or elements in the story. The cover is not mine. The synopsis above was a dud. Just read the story.

Silent_John_23 · Anime & Comics
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18 Chs

Side Chapter: Past

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"You didn't do any chores again?! Why are you so useless!"

Dad came home drunk today again. These words are his opening speech every time he enters the house. No matter if you did good, bad, or even if you did nothing at all, he will say this to me.

"Why haven't you fed the dogs yet?! You really have to wait for me to remind you?!"

"Jay and Cecil haven't ate yet, I am waiting for them to finish eating before feeding the dogs..."

"You always have a reason in every single thing that I say to you! You haven't done anything right!"

This has been our routine for the past months. He will always find something wrong from anything I am doing. He's not like this before. All of this changed because of her.

"Why do you always have to find fault with me? Of course, I am always in the wrong!"

"What? Did you do anything right? You always say that you'll do this and that but when I come home the state of the house is still the same as I've left it. The dishes still piled up, laundry reeking of smell, garbage lying around the house!"

"See! You just can't see anything about this place except as a baggage. You treat this place as if it was a dumpster. When you see a fault, you always remember. Meanwhile when you see a good thing, you always forget."

"You disrespectful child! Even if I am a drunkard, I still worry about your well being! The reason why I am always out of the house–"

"Because this place is dirty, smelly, and unclean. You can't stand being in this place for even a minute! You weren't like this before, now you leave this house as soon as you give enough money to break even with the meal for the day."

"I wouldn't cook in a dirty place and you know that! You can't even clean this place!"

"That's from your perspective! Just what changed here really! Because of a bag of chips in the sink, the spilled peanut butter in the cupboard and many such 'major' things?"

"You really don't have an ounce of respect for me anymore do you?!"

"This is because of that bitch, right?! You have been acting this way since months ago! How can I respect you when you're spoiling a child not yours while you're telling insults about us in front of us. That bitch even had the nerve to eat here and insult my mom and say she's a pig, a sow! What do you expect?!"

I raised my voice and answered him. After I'm done speaking I got inside my room and locked it while he's still in a state of shock. A few seconds later, banging and loud yells could be heard from the other side of the door. I moved towards my bed and tucked inside my blanket while looking at my phone.

My phone's wallpaper is our family picture when we went to mall after my last day in elementary school. Seeing this picture I was overwhelmed with feelings of sadness, disappointment, and anger. Not planning to look at it any longer, I changed my wallpaper to Kurumi and fell asleep.

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A/N: This is a chapter about MC's past. Really shitty... not as exaggerated as parents being killed, robbed or any dramatic shit you'll see in some novels. Just ordinary family problem.

No offense in what I said above. Don't take it too seriously. Now... SEE YOU IN THE NEXT CHAPTER! 😎🔥🔥🔥