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POV: Kyrane

We are his "Children" yet we're treated as slaves
We are his "Children" yet we're supposed to clean all the time
We aren't cared for all he wants us for is to clean and to release his anger onto us.
Yet we're useless, A brat, LAZY
We aren't his "Children" we are his servants that he uses to get what he wants or he'll have a fit.
He says he wants to kill us, I say you can try but you never do anything about it.
He and his wife are children and we are the parents yet their the adults and we're there kids .
Moving the car making the oldest have to run to even get in.
We are his "Children" but at the same time we're aren't.
Threatening us yet we know he won't do anything about it.
Starving everybody but themselves. Causing hyperglycemic attacks.
We tried to get help but it never came
I know that if I wasn't born they would have been safe and gone.
Everything handed to them on a silver platter but we have to earn it.
They don't deserve the title of parents,they aren't guardians they are simply abusive and toxic but then again that's our fault.
They say take responsibility but then they never do.
They say we're the LAZY ones but we do the dishes while they play games and lay on their asses.
But noo it's not their fault it's ours so the next time you say our "family" is perfect rethink again.

We never deserved this life but here we are.
Comparing their lives to ours saying that this was nothing.
Why should I care about you in general?
Why do you think you have it harder than us?
I don't need to know about your life at all because my life is different then yours.
I don't care what you think is hard how would you know your stuck in the past.
Trying to get a job nowadays is nothing compared to yours.
So again I ask Why should I care?
You never cared about me just because you "spoil" me doesn't tell me you love me when your actions show couldn't be bothered to give a damn.
And I couldn't care less about you anymore.
Being triggered simply because they raise their voices but I won't back down and be their obedient slave.
We hide in our closets give us comfort that they never did.
Trying my best to breathe but I'm hyperventilating.
Thanks
They say our lives could be a lot harder than it is but what would they know about our lives.
They think we'll stay and always help out but once I graduate we're getting the hell out.
He says he'll kill us we say I dare you.
I'm not afraid of prison or murder.
He threatened us our entire life were used to it but for an outsider to come in and live with us.
They get scared and try to leave just like we tried and we will succeed.
Suddenly I'm all by myself dealing with abusive people in our house.
They say this is home but is home where we have been belittled and abused… manipulated so no we don't have a home, we never have.