Chapter 3

When I reached home it was quiet. I took out the spare key from my backpack and opened the door. Like always my dad is not home. My mother died while giving birth to me. My father couldn't handle the loss of mother so to distract his mind he devoted himself to work.

I went to my room and collapsed on the bed. I don't know when I fell asleep but I was woken by the front door closing. I knew it was my father but why was he home early. Did I overslept, I thought. I unlocked my phone and it read 6:15 p.m. I opened my backpack and took out my English homework and started doing it.

At 9:30 p.m. I heard a knock on my door followed by my father walking in with food. He kept the plate on my study table and said, " Teddy, I brought you food have...What happened to your dress?"

I looked down and saw I was still wearing the hoodie which has strains now. Thanks to Arianna. Note the sarcasm.

"Actually dad... I um... I bumped into a wall while having a shake, " I said. My father doesn't know that I get bullied in school and I intend to keep it like that.

At first, he seemed not to buy my lie but afterwards, he said, "You always bump into a wall. Next time be careful. Now eat your dinner and go to sleep."

I instantly knew that something was bothering him because this isn't the first time I told him this lie. Usually, he would ask if I got hurt or not.

"Dad," I said when he was about to leave the room.

"Yes."

"Dad is there something you want to tell me."

"Let's save it for another time," with that he closed the door.

I ate my dinner. Then brushed my teeth, braided my hair, put on my nightdress and went to bed with confusion in my head.