Novel & Cerita Leaving My Unfair Home

I had always thought about how unlucky I was when I'd been brought into this life. Such a lonely existence. My parents, my home. I never had much to look forward to and no reason to want to wake up each day and get on with my life. My home wasn't a home, it was just a building and I did not have a family. Yet now, the thought of leaving what little I had behind to live amongst strange people scared me. “I'm not going anywhere. You can't make me”

I want to kill every part of me, including my heart, mind, and soul. There's no point in continuing my life. My mother is in jail, our house is burned down, and most of all, my grandmother is gone. So tell me, what's the point of my life when the people I draw strength from have left me? What's the point of my life when the people I love have abandoned me? Life is so unfair to me. Since I was a child, I have always been tossed around by this world. I never had the chance to meet my father, my mother is in jail, and now my grandmother left me. The world is so unfair to me.

working my ass off everyday and still, I could barely put food on the table for myself I pulled out the last box from the apartment and when I turned, My eyes met with the sad face and puffed eyes of Celine, my very good neighbor We've been good friends for as long as I can remember, and she was really sad that I was leaving and so was I "Do you really have to go? You could find a way to sort your financial crises" she tried to encourage me but I only sighed and smiled bitterly "Say something, we could have Clara talk to the landlord..." I didn't let her finish. it would be better if she didn't give herself false hopes And I honestly wished I could do that, but leaving was the best option fo

“Oh, my poor, naive daughter! There is a limit to everything. I did everything for this family, but that was before. Now I am being treated like garbage in the same home that I built. I refuse to have that injustice committed against me. Let anyone try to kick me out of here, and you will see the ugly side of me. I will destroy you all!” **************END OF BOOK 1************** WATCH OUT FOR BOOK TWO

He was like that, too. Neither of them deserved to live in peace. Alicia slumped on the couch and turned to look at Mabel, who was standing off to the side, too scared to make a sound. "Get out! Get out of here! "You're just like that tramp, nothing but trash!" Claude ignored the whole farce and headed for the door. As soon as he stepped outside, Mabel came running after him in tears. "Claude, what about me and the baby?"

"Who told you that? I can leave, and I will show you that I can leave this house. There is nothing you're going to do about it. There is nothing in this world that is going to stop me from leaving today. I am leaving, and that is for good. And for your information, I’m quitting Oki. I don’t want to play Oki again just because you see it. I want to play it because it is what I want. It is my passion. So I’m leaving it because of you. All because of you. That you ruined me. You ruined my life! First, you made Mom leave, making me live wretchedly. You did not show me any love from when I was small. You did not care about me. You only cared about me being the best hockey player, and you did not

"I never want to leave again. I just want to stay with you and Dad forever." A sob tore out of me as I buried my face in her arms, tears running down my cheeks. "Oh, sweetheart. No matter where you go, you'll always be our dearest Molly." Dad didn't press me. He could tell I was upset, so he just let it be. After reaching home, I found the dining table laden with all my favorite dishes. Later that night, I got into bed and opened a video app, ready to unwind with a movie. But before I could start watching, a bunch of messages popped up.

Just ten more days. Then I could leave this ice-cold house. Leave these rotten people behind. Go somewhere no one would ever find me. Blood relatives who treated me like a stranger, a fake fiancé with his false promises—I was done with all of it.

“None of this would have been possible without you.” He shook his head modestly. “It’s alright, Alora. Consider it a favor. Besides, I was paid, wasn’t I? I’m just glad you’ve cleared your name.” “You’re truly the best,” I replied, my voice warm with appreciation. With a final farewell, I bid him goodbye and let out a heavy sigh. The chaos had finally subsided, and it was time for me to move forward. I had already spoken with a real estate agent who had secured a modest house for me. The rent was paid, and I was ready to start anew. Leaving Stanley’s estate meant giving up the luxuries I had grown accustomed to, but it was better to live independently than remain in a place where I felt disr

he claimed. "I understand, Mr. Sadler," I responded softly. Andrew went silent for a moment on the other end of the call before he hung up. My knuckles whitened as I gripped my phone tightly. Night had befallen the city at this point. I was going to return to that house and retrieve my personal documents before leaving for good. This entire year of "treatment" had only taught me one thing—how to gracefully walk away and never look back.