I have been filled with anger ever since my father's death and I could not blame anyone else than my brother however, by keeping that hatred all to myself I saved my family from falling apart and from us tearing it to pieces. I miss my father very much, he was my idol in life and I always looked up on him specially when he told me about how hard he fought for the things he loved most and that was my mother and us, his family, he fought hard for his family because my mother's parents were against their match and my father worked very hard to keep my mother and us.

I have no idea how long I can keep this hatred in me and I'm not entirely sure myself what this hatred will hatch in the future so I decided to make myself distant and far from my mother and brothers so I wouldn't do or say things that I would regret for the rest of my life.