Why Do You Hate Me 소설 & 이야기

I need to think and understand for a moment. Maybe I can't force people to like me, I just can't understand why people hate you for no reason. I didn't do anything bad to any of them, so I don't know why they are like this to me. Is it because I'm not rich and I don't fit their standard? I am doing my best, I am fighting as long as I can, until the fight is over, I am trying to prove something to everyone, and to myself. My parents also have high expectations of me, so I should reciprocate the efforts of Mom and Dad.

"I don't want to hear a thing. I don't want to see you two! I hate you! I hate you for keeping a secret from me! I hate you f-for doing this to me! I. Hate. You!" Mabilis akong nagmartsa palabas ng silid. Dumiretso ako sa kung saan nakapark ang sasakyan ni Efraim para hintayin siya. Napaupo na lamang ako doon habang hinihintay siya saka humagulgol sa pag-iyak. It is so damn hurt. Nakokonsensya pa ako dahil sinigawan ko sila. Damn. But I really mean it. I hate them. For all these years... Damn.

"Do it now! Ano pa ang hinihintay mo? Just don't blame the innocent people—" "Stop it," saka nito binalingan ang mga lalaking nakayuko pa rin ang mga ulo. Naglaho ang galit na reaction nito at napalitan ng malambot at marahang emosyon sa mukha. "I'm sorry for my sudden tantrums. Hindi ko lang talaga nagustuhan ang nangyari sa girlfriend ko. You know that I hated her seeing in pain and hurt kaya ganoon na lang ang galit ko." Bruce look at her again in an amused look.

“Can you please tell me exactly why you’re mad? Nakikipaghiwalay ka sa’kin no’ng una tayong magkita after you wake up from a comatose. Tell me, why do you hate me? Hmm?” Seryoso lang akong nakatingin sa kanya dahil iniisip ko pa ang isasagot ko. “Dahil hindi kita gusto. Okay? I hate to see you. I hate everything about you.” “’Yon na ‘yon? As in dahil lang ayaw mo sa’kin?” “Oo, bakit? Kailangan ba palaging may dahilan ang lahat? Basta kumukulo ang dugo ko pag nakikita kita. Nasisira ang mood ko kapag nandyan ka.”

Kailangan ko mapag isip at maliwanagan kahit saglit. Siguro nya ay hindi ko mapipilit ang tao na gustuhin ako, I just can't understand why people hate you for no reason. I didn't do something bad to any of them, kaya hindi ko malaman bakit ganito sila sa akin. Dahil ba hindi ako mayaman at hindi ako pasok sa standard nila?

We barely know each other and I hated his guts since the first time we met! Naisipan kong bumaba sa aking kinauupuan at tumingin sa malayo. Wala namang tao sa paligid at umuulan parin kaya sigurado akong walang makakarinig sa'kin. "I hate you! I hate you Xian Sciff! I really hate you!" Hindi ko napigilan ang sarili ko at napasigaw nalang sa kawalan. I must be crazy.

Habang nakatanaw sa masayang pamilya ay maraming pumapasok sa isip ko. Habang tumatagal ay marami akong mga natutunan sa buhay. I've learned that don't live your life with anger and hate in your heart. You'll only be hurting yourself more than the people you hate. Hating is a waste of time because it requires you to give a crap about things that aren't worth the craps you are giving. And hating my family... I think I didn't really hated them. It's just that... I got disappointed at nagtatampo. Even though nalilito ako kung sino talaga ang taong dahilan ng pagkaka kidnapped sa 'kin seven years ago.

I swear, I reaaly missed those! Hinalikan ko siya ng buong puso. Na para bang kami lang ang tao na naririto. Lumaban din siya ng halik at yumakap sa aking batok. Matagal kaming hindi nagkita pero walang nagbago sa nararamdaman namin. "Jarren, I hate you!" "Why?" "For making me sad everyday. Bakit hindi mo sinabi na dito ka pala nagtratrabaho kay Daddy?"

Hindi na ba kami sasaya? It seemed like we were stuck in a cycle of pain and misunderstanding. I wanted nothing more than to break free from it and find a way to happiness together. Hate. Napatawa ako nang mahina. I have hated my dad several times already, yet I still love him. Dahil alam kong lahat ng ginagawa ni daddy is for my sake. And I'll be forever grateful to him for that, because he has saved me numerous times already. "I don't hate him, Thad," I said softly, my voice barely a whisper. "How can I hate him? He's my father. He raised me, and despite everything, he's done so much for me."

“You seemed pretty eager to leave. Now you’re back, acting like you hate being around me.” “I do,” sagot ko nang walang alinlangan. “I hate seeing your face. I hate the fact na kahit anong gawin ko, hindi kita mabura sa isip ko. Naiinis ako dahil sa dami ng taong pwede kong makasama, ikaw pa rin ang naiisip ko.”