I see Mother staring at me furiously. She starts yelling at me about how I didn't do this, and how I didn't do that.
My expression is blank. I don't know what to say. I'm speechless.
All of a sudden, I see Lewis and Sam running down the stairs. They greet her. I want to tell them she doesn't deserve it, to ignore her when she calls us brats.
But then, Mother starts yelling at me again, and Lewis and Sam back away towards the stairs, taking Alice up with them.
I can't take it anymore. I finally snap. In hindsight, I'd say it was about time.
"Mom, you haven't been here for eight days. Then you come back here and start yelling at me about this and that. I can't take it anymore! I've been taking care of your children ever since I was a kid. At my age, I should be going out, having fun, and having a social life. But no, I can't, because you are never here, you are always leaving me with the tough job of taking care of your children, and you are never the mother that you're supposed to be. I love my siblings, but I'm done. I'm done with all of it."
Mom watches as I go upstairs with silent tears streaming down my face. I want to burst, but I don't. I want to scream and cry out, but I don't.
I sit in my room for a while. I am so zoned out that I don't hear the commotion downstairs. When I finally do, I head downstairs to investigate, worried.
I see my siblings down there telling mom off.
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How To Not Be A Mother
Historia CortaRuby lives with her three siblings: Sam, Lewis, and Alice. She has been taking care of them since she was very young- in the place of their so-called mother, Esme, who's never around. It's time Esme learns her lesson. But will the kids be brave enou...
