"Ella Jasmine" that is his voice,the one voice that echoes my nightmares.I wonder if he remembers what he did.I wonder if he remembers the fact that he drove my sister to suicide when she was sixteen.That was six years ago when I was ten years old.I bet he doesn't remember.He drinks so much I wouldn't be surprise if he admitted it himself.I was the one to find her anyway.I was the one who had had seen the beautiful girl frozen in her sleep with pills spilled around her.It was a horrible sight.I remember I screamed so loud the neighbours had to call the police.I blamed her suicide on myself because I was the one home and didn't notice anything wrong.I didn't save her when I could,but i didn't."Yes father" I spoke quietly with my head towards the ground.My brown curls covered my face as I slowly made my way into the living room.I couldn't bring myself to look at him.I barely do anymore.Only when necessary not to be hit,do not worry I can defend myself but I do not want him to waste his time.I couldn't stay seeing the man who was the reason my sister is not here today.Not that this man cared.He probably doesn't even know that I can't stand to see him .I mean why care about your only daughter you have left when you can drink your life away? I am surprised that he even he remembers my name. Sometimes he gets confused and calls me Aurora but that is only when he is drunk,so about ninety percent of the time.On those days I am most likely to yell at him orget to him(verbally)."Was today the day you had to go to the store?".My father ignored my question as he sighed and held something out in his hand "I bought you a cell phone".He buys me a new phone every month when he does his shopping .I t is the only time he remembers what he did.I have about $2000.00 in my bank account because the deal is that I don't yell at him if he pays me money plus a Iphone 6.I guess this is what you get for having a mother who is a famous author .It just so happens that there are real life disney princesses.My so called father doesn't work anymore so he watches me while mom is away he feels like he owes it to her or something like that.I don't think he remembers saying that though."Oh,thank you"I said grabbing my phone from his hands . I hate this. Pretending to love it all,when I really just don't.Why should I? because I need him ,only because I am sixteen and cannot live on my own(legally).I could have anything I ever wished for,but,those dreams were crushed when I came into this cold and selfish world.This is where you have to be a celebrity to be a princess."Should I cook,Daddy" I said sweetly ,"No,we are going to a friends house for dinner tonight" he said without slurring. which makes me ask myself if he is drunk or not.
