The Universe Hates Me Novels & Stories

"Mommy, I don't know why my body hurts so much ever since I came here. But Grandma, daddy?and Brother Wisdom?are so good to me. I'm scared that?they will hate me?if I say that it hurts." "Silly girl, no one will hate you. Dad, grandma, Mommy, and Brother Wisdom all love you. Mommy knows that Rita is hurting, and I'm hurt too. Mommy is also sick, just like you. Both of us need treatment, but we have to defeat our own obstacles first, do you understand?" Mango stroked Rita's hair with a distressed heart and she felt very upset. Rita raised her head and she looked at Mango with her large, beautiful eyes. Then, she asked softly, "Mommy, does Uncle Abyss hate me? Does he not want me anymore becau

I hate crying. “I don’t like it,” I whisper. “I don’t like anyone near you. I don’t like anyone calling you theirs. Because every time they do… it feels like something is being stolen from me.” The words rush out now. Messy. Raw. “I know it’s stupid. I know we’re supposed to be ‘family.’ I know none of this makes sense. But I can’t stop it. I can’t stop wanting you. And I hate myself for it.” There.

“You damned bastard, what do you think of yourself? Look at yourself. Who would want to marry you? You are just a…robot, who only talk and do what is in your program, you have nothing like a man who all girl wants, Even if you were the only man in the world, I would still not choose you, you bloody dog face!!!" Angry and red-faced she was still not done. "And now I'm done with you. I was simply joking to your dad cause you always do what you want, you never care what others want, you selfish bastard; you are always arrogant and rude; you need a lesson. But you always make me feel low and belittle and judge about my character. I QUIT”

I said as I wipe my non existing tears. "You both are mental!" Usher snickered to us. And we both glared at him . "What?" He asked like his shocked "Shut up! Your also mental!" We three laughed. Well, as I said I do have plan on settle down. But contrary to that, I still not yet found the woman that's right for me. As I can see, women just after my fame, money and bodddy???. Hhahaha.. of course please don't get me wrong people! Peace.. ✌️✌️✌️

Why does he hate me this much? I hate my father who sent me to this pack! I hate my life! I hate the moon goddess for bestowing this kind of life upon me! I hate the universe for not making me have the love of a mother! I hate everything! Perhaps, I should just die so this misery would end. Laying flat on my back, I stared at the ceiling as the tears fell freely from my eyes. My head spun out of axis and my stomach began to churn, making me feel nauseous. I could no longer feel my legs and before I knew what was happening, my eyelids grew heavy. I felt a lone tear roll down the corner of my eyes before darkness consumed me.

“I’m glad you’re going through everything that’s happening to you right now. You know why? Because you’re a monster. You’re evil and you deserve it all ten times over. I don’t want you talking to me or even having anything to do with me.” I wasn't done. Just as I was about to slam the door, I leaned back in. “And the picture of me?” His shoulders tensed. “I don’t care about it. You can keep it or post it… I. Don’t. Give. A. Fuck. Harvard is just going to be like a spoon of ice cream thrown into a volcano in my life.” And with that, I slammed the door hard then began to walk back to the house. Fuck everything. But most especially, fuck the universe for fucking with my life.

The person destined for me by the universe. But. He didn’t want me. He hated me for even existing. He looked at me with eyes like absolute ice and used his rank to mercilessly dismantle me, strip by strip, until there was nothing left but a pathetic, bleeding heap of broken pride on his cold linoleum floor. I remember the agony being so sharp, so absolute, that I genuinely thought my heart would stop beating right there in his office. I wanted it to stop. I prayed for it to stop. But it seems I didn’t die.

I smiled bitterly, what's not to believe about that, it's the truth anyway. He hated me, my parents hated me. I hate myself, everyone hates me. What else could I expect? No one ever wants to accept me in their lives. It's my destiny to be hated by everyone, that's not new to me. It's always like this, same old shit.

"Why do you treat me like this? If you don't like me, why give me hope? Why touch me? I hate you, I really hate you...!" ***

The humiliation was complete now; even my own best friend was disgusted by me, though she was joking. "Oh my God!" Bree dropped to her knees beside me on the floor, her voice softening with regret. "You know I didn't mean it. I was just worried about you." Her eyes swept across my room, the used tissues scattered everywhere like fallen leaves, the stale air, the curtains drawn tight against the daylight. "If I didn't have a spare key, you would have stayed in this…" She didn't finish the sentence. She didn't have to. "Why is the universe against me?" I whispered, my throat burning. "What have I done to deserve this harsh treatment from the world? Who on earth would hate me so much that they'