"House with no mirrors" means A safe place where you aren't forced to wear a mask.
Chapter 1: Welcome to my life
To others...
I was lucky that I got to do things so easily and that I was blessed for living an easy life.
I'm one of the honors students, I have grades that others would strive to have. A Perfect and rich family that others would dream to have and a house would want to live in.
Everyone was jealous of me because A worthless girl like me would have those...
Everyone would always bully me saying mean things and hurting me physically by throwing things at me and anything they could think to torture me...
but what they didn't know...is that...the life they would want is not really a life they would expect.
The so-called easy life they dream to have is like living in hell.
Back home,
Whenever I would be back inside the house and even though this house is gorgeous, I felt unwelcome because of the lack of warmth in here.
As I enter the living room, I saw my mom sitting on the couch, my mom called out to me and I approached her standing in front of her.
My stepmom asked me about the result of the exams and I said I'm the second to the highest, again. As always, My stepmom would get worried about dad coming home only to beat me whenever he heard about my performance in school and that I should try to study harder and don't just eat and that I should really study hard like Lucas, My older brother.
As I heard my mom comparing me to Lucas, I quickly stand up and ready to leave the room when My stepmom shouted at me "I'm not finished yet, you disrespectful brat!"
I continued to walk away when I heard my stepmom said "You shameful brat! If you really don't study hard, no one would marry you, you're already an ugly fat ass----"
I walk faster As I had enough of it, I went inside my room and quickly went to the bed to cry my eyes out on my pillow until I fell asleep.
When I wake up it is already time for dinner but I just Ignored it and scrolled down my phone.
While I was scrolling down, a notification appeared, apparently, my friend who accidentally chatted me on Snapchat whose real name is still unknown to me but he said to me to call him Jin, Which I guess a Korean name but is it really his real name...ugh...whatever at least I got a friend. He is my only friend though...
Jin asked me about my day but As always I would answer him that I was doing well and that exams are really tiring...Yup, I'm not telling him the truth I mean he is still a stranger whom I consider a friend??
Even though I would always tell him that I was doing well, he would always tell me that if I was having a hard time I could always just tell him whatever it is and he'll be there...
while chatting with Jin, He said that he got to go to practice, and then we said goodbye to each other when Lira, the maid. knocked on the door telling me that dad wants to see me.
As I went to the living room, My dad approached by slapping me on my left cheek. I held my cheek as I look down. My dad yelled telling me how much I disappointed him, how worthless I am, and how simple the task he had given me yet I still rank second.
He told me that I'm fat, ugly, and annoying while pulling my hair, forcing me to look up at him while saying those things.
When my dad was about to punch me my stepmom quickly went to dad to stop him. He pulled dad away from me and said that I should go upstairs but I remained standing there when I heard Lucas said to me that I should really just study harder and not just eat and that I should just starve.
I had enough of it so I yelled at them saying,
"Enough!!! I already study harder just like what you ask me but what can I do?! She's smarter than me, I already tried my very best why aren't you proud of me? I'm the second highest, she's only 3 points ahead of me! do you all think that I wanted to become fat???!!! I'm only human, not a f*cking robot! you expect me to remain still without even complaining are you even a human?! I became Like this because of all the pressure you all got me---"-before I could continue my protest my dad punch me in the stomach and I fell.
"You ungrateful brat! You should be happy that you are living here and that you are going to the most prestigious school!---"-I cut my dad by saying.
"Do you think I wanted this?! Hell! I would rather live in a street than do all the stupid things you expect me to do!!"
"fine!!! Just go the hell out of here!! Maid!! packed all her things and you get the hell out of my house!!"
"I happily do so, You monster!"- I said as I got up and take the suitcase that the maid handed to me.
~dream ended~
I quickly sit up, panting so hard as if I had run a thousand miles...How I wish I got the courage to said it to him...I'm tired of living this way...I wanted to die, but I'm scared to death...I wish I could leave this place as soon as possible...
I went to the balcony and look up at the sky...Mom...I miss you...Why did you leave so early...Mom, you should just really send me to the orphanage than live here with that monster...
I'm already happy living a simple life even though we are poor but it is a lot better than staying here.
Without even realizing it, My tears are already streaming down my face but I quickly wipe them down when someone knocks on the door. The maid said that dinner is ready so I quickly went down.
Surprisingly, No one but me is sitting down in the dining room, I quickly asked the butler and he said that my stepmom and dad are having a business for a week and that means FREEDOM!!
~TO BE CONTINUED~
I KNOW THIS CHAPTER IS VERY WEIRD BUT I PROMISE TO DO BETTER NEXT TIME
HAYYYYYSSSSSS...I JUST REALLY REALLY HATE IT WHEN YOUR OWN FLESH OF BLOOD WOULD FORCE YOU TO DO SOMETHING THAT IS OUT OF YOUR LIMIT AND THERES SO MUCH EXPECTATIONNSSSS...
SO...I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS CHAPTER AND HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT VEN THOUGH THIS SUCH A WEIRD CHAPTER...
TO ANYONE WHO IS READING THIS AND IS SUFFERING DEPRESSION, ANXIETY OR ETC. I JUST WANNA SAY TO YOU THAT YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL, SMART AND UNIQUE.
EVEN THOUGH THAT, I DO NOT KNOW YOU ALL BUT IF YOU WANT SOMEONE TO TALK TO THEN YOU CAN TALK TO ME AND I'LL BE GLAD TOO.
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A house with no mirrors
Short Story"If I lived in a house with no mirrors Where the walls didn't talk back at me Maybe I'd dream a bit bigger If there was nothin' to see" ~by Sasha Sloan *This story is written because I was inspired by the song "A house with no mirrors" by Sasha Sloa...
