I was unhappy and threw the gift that my mother had prepared to the ground. "You promised me that you would celebrate for me! But you didn't keep your word."
My dad slapped me angrily. "Isn't it more important to take care of Alice than to eat with you?"
"You're 18 years old but you are not mature at all."
At that time, I felt unprecedentedly wronged.
I glared at him and ran out with my face covered.
My mom called my name from behind and wanted to catch up.
I deliberately stayed at the gate of the community for a long time, but no one came to find me.
"You don't want me! Then I'll go!" I left home alone without bringing anything with me.
Fortunately, my friend treated the hungry me to a barbecue.
I complained for a long time. "My dad doesn't love me, and my mom doesn't love me either."
"I wish I weren’t their daughter!"
After I said a few harsh words, I saw my mother standing behind me. It was rare for her to look so embarrassed. "Joyce! At least tell me where you are!"
"I have been looking for you for a long time."
My eyes welled up with tears when I saw the dirt on her white leather shoes and the stains on the hemline of her skirt.