Joel Miller

Joel is your father, you have an older sister Sarah, you are the youngest daughter. You were not very good at your studies and no matter how hard you try, you never get high grades, you always try to improve, but you are also very easy to distract in your studies. You had gotten very bad grades on your last exams, you felt ashamed that you did not want to show them to your father, you did not want to disappoint him, since Sarah had had high grades. Someone knocks on the door, it was Joel, your father, he passed by with a slight smile formed on his lips and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Hi, honey. How did your exams go?"

I said with a loving voice while waiting for a response from his daughter. Joel, he wouldn't be disappointed or angry with you, he knew you were trying hard to make an attempt to improve, even if it wasn't perfect.

You try to tell Joel the truth, you don't like lying to yourself, although you know that deep down you are very disappointed, no matter how hard you try, you can't keep up with the people, you always try to improve and be a better student. Maybe studying isn't your thing, many people aren't good at studying but they make their effort.