MAYA POV~
hair in a low bun, short to my knees off the shoulder dress that was a white color and a white Mary Jane's small heel, that's what I wore every morning, every afternoon, every evening, and everyday, that was the rule, which was only set for me not my sisters but me.
I never understood why my parents hated me so much, I just knew they did, until the day I overheard my sisters talking about me and it all made sense.
When my mother was pregnant with me, and turn's out she wasn't only pregnant with me, but my twin brother, well dead twin baby brother, when I came out healthy, my twin brother not so much, so I ended up being the only twin that survived, now when my parents look at me they look at me with hatred, disgust, anger, they never said it but it was clear they blame me for my twin brothers death.
They never said it, but they sure as hell showed it to me, every time I did a mistake, I would get punished, at first it pushing then smacking then slapping then kicking then starving and now it's all but worse, after a while I just got used to it, because what difference would it make if I spoke up, I will only get punished even worse then I already did.
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I closed the door behind me, then started walking down stairs, I entered the dining room and walked up to the table "good morning father , good morning mother" my mother started to look at me up and down scanning if I was wearing the right clothes, then I started walking to my chair at the dinner table, my sister were giggling as they were eating, I sat down, and before I could grab a piece bread, my sisters Kate says "don't you think your getting fat we're going to a party tomorrow, we don't want you to look like a joke in the dress you're going to be wearing", then my sister Kayla started giggling, I whispered "coming from the person who's filled her plate to the point that her plate gave up on her" "excuse me!" "what I didn't say anything" I said smiling, " mother!!Maya just called me a bitch", "what I didn't", "Maya your dismissed I will deal with you later" my father said finally lifting his eyes from the news paper he was reading which talked about the upper east side newest news, who even reads the newspaper anyway.
I got up from my seat and ran upstairs to my room, and closed the door behind me, this wasn't the thing the happened to me, it wasn't the first time Kate lied and got me punished, god do I hate her so much.
Before I could even sit down on my bed, my mother entered my room, starting walking to me so fast, I didn't even have time to react, she grab my hair and slammed my head into the closet, I fell to the ground and held my head, I looked up at her and then she's said "I should've killed you the moment I got home from the hospital, call one of my daughters a bitch again, and you will look like one" "I am also your daughter mother", "no your not, tomorrow I better see you ready by 8pm, or your dead Maya Mandel".
She walked out of my room, she acts like I am the one that always late, I don't know if she has ever met her two daughters.
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