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"AMELIA WESTHEART! Get down here right now!!!" I sighed when I heard my mother yell from downstairs. I made my way down and saw my mother waiting impatiently in front of the door "Urg! Can't you be anymore slower?!" she grabbed my arm and dragged me into the carriage
"If it wasn't for you I wouldn't be this late to the bloody party!" my mother hissed when she looked at her pocket watch
We're not late. You just like to say that
"I'm sorry" I mumbled
"You're sorries are useless! Sorries don't do you any good! And what on earth is that dress?! Where ever did you get it from, I don't remember buying you one like that?"
"I made it"
"No wonder why it looks so dreadful!" my mother growled
There was absolutely nothing wrong with my dress. In fact, it looks wonderful. It was her opinion that seems to be the problem here. Anything I do, whether it was good or bad she always have a negative response to it
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Your Dress
"Will you stop playing with your damn right!?!" my mother screamed making me flinched, I didn't even realised I was playing with it. I glanced over to my ring that had a heart shaped diamond on it, it always helped me to calm down
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The Ring
Growing up in a family filled with expectations and reputations was never easy, but if you have the both of those, then you're lucky. Me on the other hand, is trying to live up to those two things. However, no matter what I do, my family just don't see it, they'll probably never see me as me and I will be nothing to anyone
I have three older siblings and I'm the youngest and they all see me as a disgrace and a shame to the family, including my parents, they would've kicked me out if it wasn't for my beauty. Throughout the most of my life, all I could remember are just them looking down on me and insulting me and even if I achieved something, they won't acknowledge it
