Goody Two Shoes(Unedited)

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Some days, it feels like 'bad luck' is tattooed on my forehead. Things never seem to go as planned, and it feels like Mother Nature is out to get me.

The wind always seems to blow in my face, the rain falls just as I leave the house, and the roads are always flooded, and to top it all, I'm running late. I've been stranded on a deserted road, unable to reach my destination for hours.

Even when I make it home, the troubles don't end.

I arrived home at twelve in the morning, exhausted and cold. I was drenched from the rain and my clothes were soaked through.

I was surprised to find my father waiting on my doorstep. He didn't even seem to notice the time, or the fact that I was exhausted and shivering. Instead, he pointed to a stack of documents on the ground, demanding that I have them on his desk by morning. He didn't care about my well-being at all. It was as if I was simply a machine, here to do his bidding.

I looked at him, my mouth hanging open in shock.

How could he be so callous?. I was his daughter, not some office assistant!. I felt a wave of anger wash over me, but I knew I had to stay calm. Yelling at him would only make things worse.

"I'll do what I can, Dad," I said, forcing a smile onto my face. "But I'm really tired. I think I need to get some rest before I start on those documents."

He glared at me "I need those documents by tomorrow morning. No excuses. I don't care how tired you are."

I bit my tongue to keep from saying something I'd regret. I didn't want to start a fight, but I couldn't believe how selfish and inconsiderate he was being.

I nodded, trying to keep my expression neutral. "I understand," I said. "I'll do what I can." He didn't let me finish before driving out of my compound.

With that, I turned and walked into my house, trying to keep my emotions in check. I could feel my frustration bubbling up, but I knew I had to stay calm.

I walked into my room and closed the door, leaning against it, as I take a deep breath. I felt like I was about to explode. I had never felt so angry and frustrated in my life. My father was supposed to be the one person who understood and cared about me, but he treated me like an employee, not a daughter.

I couldn't understand why he was being so unreasonable. I knew he was under a lot of pressure at work, but that didn't give him the right to treat me like this.

I couldn't help but wonder if it was just my father, or if it was also the people around me.

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