BINABASA MO ANG

Short Story

unhalal stories. I don't recommend this for you to read. I wrote this years ago (2020-2022) expect jejemon na writing style

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"I SAID GET OUT!" My mom shouted and pushed me.

"Mommy it's hurt! Mom-"

"DON'T CALL ME 'MOMMY' BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT MY SON. UGLY!"

I sobbed. She really hate me as her son.

"What the hell are you doing, Sandra?" My dad asked when he came. "He's your son. Don't hurt him."

"Son? I don't have a son like him. Always remember that." Mom said and walk away.

I cried and cried.

"Son, 'you okay?" My dad asked me with his concern tone.

"D-Dad, am I ugly?" I sobbed again.

"No, son. No, the WORLD is UGLY." He said and hugged me tight.