I’ve always knew that there’s something off about my so-called dad, finally it automatically unearthed itself today during dinner. My mom served us my favourite dish fryed rice with chicken curry. As usually my mom put 4 pieces of drumsticks for me to avoid complains. The next thing my so-called dad’s eyes were roaming around my plate like a fly. I ignored him even though he was persistent. He failed to control himself and started barking.

This can’t be happening I’m the man in this house so how come…,he barked until my mom told him to relax and that there was enough curry left for some more. I was so frustrated that I instigated my spoon against my plate to finish my food as fast as I could. Guess what my so-called dad was also instigating his spoon against his teeth. I finished my food first and went straight to the pots which is something I don’t usually do. I dished up for me and for my dog, Wicky. We started arguing, imagine arguing for food. My mom grounded me for being rude. I left the table in anger without finishing my second meal. But I’m sure that food didn’t go to waste that man is unbelievable.

Now I’ve figured out why my so-called dad left his home. He had no food , poor man.