No One Wants Me

Guess, tonight I can’t sleep well. My brain is telling me to ask my mother about the money she asks for from Eve.

Truly, I never know that my mother always asks Eve for money and Eve never even tells me that either.

If I had known it earlier, I would have prevented my mother from continuing to ask her for money.

How can the world be heartless in excruciating me?

I, who can't sleep well, start to stand up and walk out of my room.

My room is actually very simple but better than the room I have been living in at my father's house.

Indeed, the best place in my life is my grandmother. When I was with her, even though we often moved from house to house, she would never let me sleep on the floor like I slept at my father's house.

But unfortunately, my grandmother died when I was seven years old and I was forced to live at my father's house.

My mother begged for me. She begged my father who really had no heart to let me stay with him back then.

My mother used to beg countless times