A little girl was at my house to play with my kids in this late afternoon. When I was with her in the living room, she carefully studied her surrounding and innocently said, "My house is beautiful". Do you think I liked the comment? I had to say "Yeah, right. This house is ugly, isn't it." Ashamed to be so pathetic against a 4 year-old. But she doesn't need to say that when I was half dead with painful ribs, a sore throat and tiredness. I know my house is nothing but a mess and I don't need to be told so. After she went home, I was too angry to stop myself from crying for my stupidity and uselessness.
Later I found out that the girls' living room was decorated for Christmas yesterday. It's understandable that she made the comment. But still, it bloody hurt.
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