my father my hate

My Father My Hate

                I do not feel complete when I was in my house. I was so jealous. All of my friends have a good father. They always asked everything to their father. They got a lot from him. They got love, attention, protection, and money. But, what about me? It was not fair, I did not even get a small thing from my father. So I really hate him more than anyone else.

                I hate my father. He was a kind of a bad husband for my mother. My father went back to home just for eating. After that he went out again to anywhere that we did not know. One day in the evening, he came home but in a drunk condition. But my mother did not allow him to enter, she locked the door. Suddenly, my father was getting angry and crashed the door then hit my mother.

                My hate was not stopped. My father made me angry again when I was in elementary school. at that time I always got a good score. As a child, I asked for a gift . But my father got into the house and asked my mother to buy me some toys.

                I also hate him the most in my family when I was in Senior High School. At that time I was living in a boarding house. One day, before I went to the boarding house, I asked him for a pocket money. But he asked my mother and gave it to me. After about three days, when I was alone in my boarding house. I did not have any money or food. Then I asked my father, but he just said that he was tired. I cried but my mother saved my life. She came and brought some food for me.

                Until now, I still hate him, but I am adult now. There is not a time to be sad about it, I have my own life to live. I will do my best for this life. And I hope I will be a good husband and father in the future for my family.