I HATE MY LIFE

After class we went back home. As usual Peterson my personal driver, came to pick me up.

When i reached home my dad wasn't present as usual...He stopped acting like a father after my mum's death, who died with an accident on her way going to the hospital to deliver my young sister.

He concentrated on his company rather than me his son who was only 6years and had lost his mother and young sister at the same time...I seeked for affection and attention from my dad, but i only got the one of Teresa my mexican personal maid and cook. She was the one who convinced me that my dad's absence for dinner or even on my birthdays , was for a good reason. He could only be present on that date 3rd March, the day when she left us, thats the only time we could see each other talk and laugh as a normal familly... but the next day , he could disappear like we never even met.

I grew like that. I hated my life and i still hate it upto to now...but what turns me crazy is that everyone envies me which is normal cause am the son of the greatest Robert Acker, the multi millionaire. We live in a Palace which contains everything, my room is as big as their houses , i put_on brand new clothes , the girls that love me are uncountable yet i have no interest in them but that doesn't stop them from trying to seduce me and that doesn't also stop me from rejecting them onebyone everyday...I also have six packs as a result of all my sports and hardwork.

They say i am cute but cold and arrogant, i can't fight against it ,cause its 100% my description. Most wish to be like me yet my life is not that amazing. I make sure to be good in all things i do like sports , music and performance, trying to get my dad's attention...Thinking if i do well he will atlist tell me 'Congratulations' but, he doesn't even care, but Teresa is ever there to support me and cheer me up which adds me courage to continue living. She is like an reincarnation of my mother or an angel that she left to me to care and keep me safe. When my mother died she could always be there, reading me stories at night, calming me down after my nightmares and also stopping me from committing suicide.

Sometimes i tell myself maybe if we were less rich i would have my mother still_alive but that can't stop the reality. So thats my life , I HATE IT but i have to live, i have to survive. I also feel better when i reach at school where i meet my Diary, secret keeper, helper and bestfriend (Jacob). I still live because of only two people Tess & Jacob. My pathetic life.

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