Collin

　　Dan had set off to school. I was still curling on the bed with no intention to get out of it until the sun penetrated through the glass window of Dan’s bedroom and dazzled my eyes with its ray. I got the flu due to being trapped in the rain last night. It was struggling just to inhale and exhale the oxygen now. My temperature reached above 38 when I checked it out with the thermometer. My head got dizzy.

　　It was even getting worse when I reminisced about the meeting yesterday. It pissed me off. How could my father do that to me? I was just seventeen. What...