I woke up early in the morning with an immense headache as a result of crying last night. I held my head, and I went to mirror to see myself. My eyes were swollen and red by now. I have to do something, so that mom won’t notice anything.
I freshened up quickly and went down to have breakfast. I saw my father there. I silently went and sat on one chair.
"What the hell?" he shouted looking at me.
"Don't show me your face early in the morning. I don't know what will happen today!" he said with so much venom in his words.
I can't bear anymore. I decided to end this matter. "What have I done?" I asked in low tone, but I am sure he heard it.
"What did you just say?" he said angrily while coming towards me.
"I said what mistake have I done to deserve such a treatment. Why do you alway
