Diary Entry 6
From here on out, I will make my own food, do my own laundry, clean my own room...
Oh right, my network, I have to get my own network!
My dad really did cut me off from the internet!
Am I really his son?!
I was filled with indignant injustice. My heart nearly jumped out as I watch my computer unable to connect to the network. I wanted to go and have a talk with dad.
And thenâ¦.
Faced with dadâs gentle and elegant smile, I canât get a word out.
Iâm going to live in a hotel.
I canât live in this house!
ââMy life has been frozen.
Father come out! Letâs talk!
I am the lowest in the family, this I have confirmed again and again.
Babyâs heart is bitter but baby canât say it.
Baby is depressed!