12:00 am.
It's July 16th, my 13th birthday.
I know I won't receive any gift from mommy but slaps and hurt.
This is it.
I looked at the reflection of myself in the mirror I am holding.
Daddy find me so attractive, but mommy don't.
Daddy loves me, but mommy don't.
Daddy takes care of me, but mommy don't.
This is the time.
I tried to slice my finger with the broken mirror that I am holding.
Blood runs freely on it, so I supposed, this is good enough.
I planned this a long ago, and I'm gonna do it now. No one's gonna stop me. NO ONE!
I pointed the broken mirror at her heart, ready to pierce her to death.
"Steffi? What are you doing?"
Oh! She's awake! The demoness is awake.
"Simple. I'm gonna stab you mom. Isn't it a great idea?"
"Stef.. Steffi.."
"Does this hurt,mommy? I'll pierce it very deep, deep,deep,deep down in your heart. Isn't it great?"
"N-no."
"Why? Will it hurt you? I don't think so, mommy. That heart of yours is very useless. Why? Because you don't have one!!
You're cruel,mom! Very very cruel! You don't even treat me as your own daughter! You're bad mommy!!!!!"
I pushed the dagger into her chest.
"Ahhhh! Stephanie!!!"
She groaned in pain, but I don't care. The scars can tell what I had experienced from her cruel hands.
"You deserve this all, woman!!"
She grabbed my hand.
"No, baby. Let me explain. You won't understand."
"I won't understand? Seriously, Mommy?! You never gave me damn good reasons why you're hurting me each night. Why you hated me sooo much! But you know what?! I hate you more!!"
I shouted and let out the rage. I thrust the dagger deep again. I don't care if hot blood covers my innocent hands. Well, nana. It isn't innocent anymore!!!! *laughs devishly*
"I-I am you're mom, Steffi.. Wha-why you do this? I love you."
"Huh! You love me? Are you joking? Hahahaha! That's very funny of you!"
*mother pants*
"Listen--"
"Shut up!!!!!!!!"
I stab her again.
I can see her groaning and panting, blood wasted on her nightgown.
Is this my mother?
Noooo! She's not!! I don't have a devil mother!!
"G-go.. Ca-ca.. Cabinet. I-I-I'm sorry."
I watched her catch her last breath. And she expired.
I raised my hands full of hot liquid.
I did it. I just killed my worthless mother.
Does it makes me a killer?
When in fact, she kills me everyday.
"What happened in here?!
Holy! Why is Sonia lying dead?!"
It's Dad!
He moved towards me and held my bloody hands.
"It's alright, sweety."
And then he smiled.
