Life is A Game

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Preface

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Preface

Life is a game you win it or lose it. It all depends on how you play it. If you play it right you win or else you lose. But its not that simple, you see no one knows what life hides for them because that's what life is all about, right? like you couldn't know what will happen to you tomorrow or next week or the year after.

People say that you are destined to live this way to live the way you are living however, no one has ever mentioned that fate could be so cruel and mean. lots of people nowadays couldn't afford food for them and their family others couldn't pay taxes to pay rents and there are people who are roaming in the streets because they couldn't afford a house, but that's not it. You see many people thought that if you have the money you will make through life and you will live like a fairytale, but life is far away from a fairytale.

You couldn't judge someone by there looks or money because, you couldn't see the true person behind it. No one has the right to judge someone without even talking to them. Maybe they know their name, but they don't know their story. Maybe they see them smile, but they don't see their pain that they hide behind their mask. No one can, no one will, that was my number one rule after my father left us four years ago without saying anything, he just.... left without looking back.

We used to be the perfect family, we had everything, the money, the looks even the perfect neighborhood but everything changes, people change and life changes with them.

After my father left nothing stays the same, my mother always sits in front of the window waiting for father to come back but he never did, however, she couldn't believe, so she just sits there waiting, but sometimes she will start screaming and shouting my fathers name as if calling him will make him come back, but I know better.

Every time I try to talk to her she would blow me off or she would start shouting and blaming me for his abandon, but what did I do? I didn't have a say in this I didn't tell my father to leave I didn't even know he would leave us, but I cant say the same thing to my mother. I am not saying that she was the reason my father left us but still I think she knew the reason he left us for, but I cant put my hands on it. like, what was that huge reason that made a father leave his family for. I couldn't understand, but I am going to find out and I will bring out the truth no mater what.