7

The only thing I miss in this home is my exclusive writing corner. A simple table, a soft desk lamp, and a computer that has accompanied me for countless days and nights, together they have witnessed the birth of countless of my works.

Since childhood, I have had a special liking for writing, but Derek often accused me of "not doing my job properly", so I had no choice but to put this love aside temporarily. It was not until I entered college and had more time that I was able to pick up my pen again and continue my writing journey. And Derek became my first reader.

I was looking forward to his praise with joy, but unexpectedly, after reading it, he just commented coldly: "What you wrote is worthless and worthless." His words pierced my heart like a sharp knife, " Luna , you have no talent in writing, so give up." But my inner love for writing did not diminish because of this. For the first time, I did not listen to his advice and insisted on going. This persistence really made me a world in the field of writing.

When I got my first manuscript fee, I proudly showed off to Derek : "I made money from my writing, a full 300 !" I wanted to prove to him that my work was appreciated by people and even willing to pay for it. However, he just glanced at my work with contempt and said sarcastically: "This is just a reward given to you by kind people to encourage you as a newcomer. Do you think you write really well?" His words hurt me again and made me discouraged. Since then, no matter how much money I made from writing, I never shared it with him.

Just as I was about to put away my computer, I was shocked to find that the screen was still on, and all the manuscripts on the desktop had disappeared! I had poured countless efforts into writing 100,000 words after repeated consideration! I anxiously looked through the trash can and searched the history records in Word, but found nothing. At this moment, Derek's voice suddenly came from behind me. He leaned against the door and looked at me with a dark look in his eyes: "I deleted what you wrote for you. I think it was this kind of useless stuff that made you lose your mind." I was stunned and stood there, the light of the screen reflected my haggard and sad face.