𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈'𝐌 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓
When I was a kid, I played a lot of branded toys while they played cans and plastic bottles.
I celebrated my birthday with a lot of savory foods while they just have noodles and bread.
I have my car already at the age of 13 while they only have a small, old bike.
I studied at prestigious school while they are just in a public one.
I live in a huge house while they are just in a nipa hut.
I live with maids while they live with their parents.
I only have me, while they have their family.
I have luxury things but I'm not that happy.
When I got sick, no one's hugging and taking care of me.
Except the maids, no one's welcoming me everytime I go home.
No one's giving me the love I'm longing.
I'm wealthy and elite as others have seen me.
But I'm not that happy for I don't have parents with me.
Because they're over there, somewhere.
And giving the love I am longing to somebody.
Yes, I have a broken family.
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𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
RandomCompilation of short stories I made and posted on my Fb account.
