After a chat with Josie, I came back at home, in as good mood as I’ve been in, before I found my father sharing me a disappointing sight. “Where have you been?”-he asked. I went for a walk with my friend, dad. You know, like all humans do.” You should to study for your HSC exam, or at least spend time with people higher families’ position, than that ethnic girl.” She is my friend, dad. For the past years, I’ve not be able to choose friends based on the fact that you don’t like their status, but Josie is a Vice Captain of St. Martha. Is …show more content…
I hate him for controlling each of my friends, each of my steps and each of my own life choices! If I lose a game, if I don’t get 100% on my exam or even if I’m seen in public without a worthy hairstyle, he either gives me disapprovingly look or lectures me every time, when I see him. Father’s suppose to love unconditionally, and not have such as high expectations so Jesus Christ himself would not be able to fulfil all of them! He expects me to be perfect at everything and if I slip only for a bit, I will get silent treatment for weeks. I am under more pressure than bloody Prime Minister every day! Why the hell I stuck with a father whose career seems to be completely dependent on my