Tracy's dad and my dad's company has been in great rivalry ever since, even when Tracy and I weren't born yet. They have been into different tabloids and magazines for their "race" in being on top. They even once fought for a girl who is now my mom.
I was born in New Zealand and also had my preschool and elementary years there. Before, I really have no idea what I am holding for the future of my family and our business. Being an only child is not a joke. It's as if everything lies on your hands and you are always expected to be the best in everything. When we were in NZ, I never felt the pressure. Being with just my mom there, it was like I'm living just like how a normal girl lives. I was bullied and learned to fight back. I failed so many times but finally got to the top, graduated primary school as one of the Valedictorians. I made friends but I know those were just temporary because I heard we'll be migrating to the Philippines and live there for good.
It was hard for me to adjust living in a different country, with a different type of weather, different time zone, different language and a different home. I can't really tell if I'm living a home here. It was so different from NZ. Everbody's busy. The house seemed to be so crowded, having those maids. Even my mom shifted her attention from me to my dad's business.
I got enrolled to an international school during early high school to slowly adjust with the environment and transferred to a University when I reached Junior high. There, I met my very first best friend, Tracy. It was only him who could understand me; my lame jokes, my boring stories, my weird side... everything. We laugh at almost everything and we think almost the same.
But one day, I got scolded and punished when my dad saw me with him.
"You are betraying me in doing that! You are stabbing me at my back! How could you!?" -my dad's eyes seemed to fire as he say that
"I'm sorry dad... I didn't know."
I was shaking. I was so scared. I haven't seen him that mad. Then I knew, I should obey my dad. We shouldn't be friends. He is an enemy.
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TRAGIC
General Fiction******* Tragic- causing strong feelings of sadness usually because someone has died in a way that seems very shocking or unfair. My name is Jamie and this is my life. My life is like a lonely story with lacking pages. It infers sadness and at the sa...
