It hurts to lose a father.
There were a lot of apparatus trying to revive father's consciousness. Mother was wailing, Gorlette was crying. Rashid was there for me to cry on. I thought I will never cry but I was yelling "Father...father... till no sound is coming out of me. True that when a person is gone, that will be the time for you to realise how much they mean to you.
I can no longer see the man whom I thought can only see money in me. I wanted to shout"Father, pls ask.money from.me., pls open my wallet.pls let me buy you Emperador, Let's bet on your cock but he could hear me no more. I am.not saying that what he did was right. But I will miss everything about him. I will the bad side of him because only then that I felt favored by him.
The following day after Father was buried, a young little boy who has my eyes came near me. And only then that I knew this boy who has my father's name is my brother ROBERT, my Father's son with the neighbor's wife he ran away with. Sadly,
He is the least favored by Father because he will not see him again.nor have a chance to embrace or play with him from today that he is 10.

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Arla : The Less Favored Daughter: Written By: Christine Amada
Short StoryA girl's struggle to prove she is worth loving and how her father's unequal treatment pushed her to fulfill the dream of her family.