100 Word Story – Slippery Slope (Part Four)

I always had a feeling that Dad never really loved me. When I was younger, Mom was the one who spent all of her time with me; it even reached the point where people thought she was a single mother. Anytime my dad had to put any effort into me, it seemed like an issue.

From the parent-teacher conferences, musical recitals, and even my fifteenth birthday, he showed no interest, if he even decided to show up at all.

With the approaching storm, it really felt like he didn’t care about me.


“It’s a fucking car; it’s not alive!”

“At least it actually does what it’s suppose to do. You don’t even try to be my daughter!”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I caught this man caressing the car as if it were an actual person, and he wanted to act like I’m not his living daughter? If anything, he’s not acting like an actual father.

I looked around and grabbed the first thing I saw: a wrench on a makeshift table. Anger in my fists, I launched the wrench, hitting the side of the car.

“Go fuck yourself, Matthias!”


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