the sun shone through my old, moth eaten curtains, settling on my smooth, tan skin. i began to sit up, placing my cute glasses on my petite nose, when all of a sudden i heard my evil aunt begin to pound on the door of the cupboard i was forced to sleep in. 'GET UP YOU LAZY BRAT' she screeched with her hideous, ogreish, disgustingly irritatingly voice.
i sighed and began to sit up, pulling my soft black hair into a messy bun. 'YOU BETTER HURRY UP AND GET OUT HERE ZAYLA' my aunt whined. i opened the door from the cupboard and stepped outt, the cool breeze being a sudden change from the stuffy i was forced to endure while sleeping in the cupboard.
'hurry up and make me breakfast' my aunt ordered. 'fatty' i muttered under my breath while walking past her. she turned her head towards me 'wtf did u js say'. i shrugged and continued to walk, my 3'5, petite figure being knocked over when she threw a tea towel at me.
i looked down to see my necklace had fallen off of my small neck. i picked up the chain and sighed, stroking the charm which was attached to it. it was my mothers chain, she gifted it to me before she unfortunately passed in a car accident.
i was in the car with her, but i was rushed to the hospital before my mother because im just better like that. she died that day, while i was saved, my only memory being a scar on my forehead, in the shape of a lightning bolt. at least, i think thats how she passed.
'major skill issue mum' i sighed while placing the chain back around my neck. i began to heat up the pan and start to cook the pancakes 'how many do u want petunia xx' i asked my aunt. 'just three thanks zayla xx' she replied. i nodded and started pouring the batter.
while pouring the pancakes, i started to draw three letters with the batter, the letters being F, A, T. what a fucking coincidence.
i placed the pancakes onto a plate and loaded extra syrup and butter on it, just like that fatty likes it. i put the plate on the table in front of her, 'oi ur lucky i cant spell otherwise id whoop ur ass' she growled. 'yeah mb lol' i giggled. i began to load my breaky onto a plate, which consisted of half a bread crumb and a drop of water.
'this looks filling' i smiled as i began to tuck in. after i demolished that bitch i waled back to my cupboard. i changed into my cute and stylish pink crop top hoodie, lululemon leggings and white crocs (sturniolo reference💔).
i was ready to start my day. and golly gee was i not ready.
pt.2 coming soon xx
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