i know at my age level, i'm legal to smoke.no one can actually object it.but when it comes to parents,there's another matter to talk about.no parents will allow their children to smoke (duh! obviously).they might already know you are a smoker and cool about it yet deep in heart i know they are actually hurt.
let's skip to the end.initially, i thought my mom took my cigarettes but she actually didn't.it was my dad! i went to his bedroom and dug up the dustbin and found the box of guilty pleasure in it.i couldn't save any of it though.it's all broken into pieces.like a stick of candy being broke into parts.my fear was mounting after that. wondering what i'm gonna tell my dad.eventually,i promised myself not to take the cancer sticks anymore cos i know i'll break his heart again and again.i hope i can keep this promise and it ain't become an empty phrase.
|broke into pieces|
Sorry Dad :(