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Lying on my bed, staring the ceiling, that's how I have spent last night. Thinking about all my life decisions, doubting myself and thinking about how things could have been different.

A loud ringing noise bring me back to reality. My alarm going off. It's 6:00am.
Getting up early is such a task. Ugh.

I want to the washroom. Brushed my teeth and freshen up. I changed my outfit into some yoga pants and oversized t-shirt.

Grabbed my phone, texted my sweet boyfriend a goodmorning text and went downstairs.

As i entered the kitchen, i saw my mom sitting at the dinning table, drinking her tea and scrolling through her phone.
"Goodmorning mom" I said, like i say every morning. Even though I never get a response from her.

I grabbed the milk from fridge and pour it into my favourite coffee mug.
"Don't you have something better to do?" Mom said as she looks at me with a weird expression.
At this point, I don't even want to- no no i don't even feel the need to explain myself to her or anyone in this house.

"Nope" I simply said as i added coffee and sugar. Then grabbed some ice cubes. I love iced coffee/ tea.

Leaving her alone, I went to the living room and make myself comfortable on the couch.

Sipping my coffee and scrolling through Pinterest. I heard footsteps coming from upstairs indicating that my sister woke up. I got up immediately and make my way out.
I run every morning. It helps me to get calm and it clears my head.

I ran so fast that i didn't realised I have soo far away from my house.
I saw a park across the road. I decided to sit there for a bit.

The park was filled with kids, moms and  pets. I have always wondered what I didn't get a childhood like other kids?
Playing carelessly, overprotective pet dog/ cat roaming around to watch for dangers, mom sitting and talking to others.

I hate my life so much.
I didn't had a childhood like normal kids. My elder sister is the favorite kid. My parents praise her day and night.
She always got new stuff.
I always got her used ones, be it clothes, shoes, mobile, computer anything.
She always gets big presents on her birthday.
I didn't get anything from my parents.
She always had the freedom to do whatever she pleases.
I always have to ask for permission. Knowing how they will say NO instantly.
I used to be so deprived of love that I tried becoming like my sister. They love her, maybe they'll love me too if i became like her. Silly me.

Me being the youngest and least favourite daughter. I am used to be treated like nothing but a burden.

My bubble of thoughts bursts as soon as a football collided with my head.
"Ow...." Feeling pain in the exact same spot, i started rubbing my head.
Glaring at the kid who came to take his football.
" I sorry" awwwwww, the lil kiddo had the audacity to say sorry after bashing it in my head.
"It's okay baby, just be careful next time." I said smiling at him.
I got up from the bench and started walking towards the exit.

Just then it started pouring. I decided to walk home even though my legs are tired from running so much.

Within next 20mins I was standing outside our entrance.
I got in silently, avoiding any sort of attention from my dad, mom and sister.

Locked my door and went straight to the shower. After a long hot shower, I came out. I decided to wear some fluffy and soft pyjamas and went to bed for a nap, immediately passed out.

I don't know for how long i have been sleeping. Maybe a 5-6 hours long....nap.
As soon as i woke up i realised someone is knocking on my door.

I got up lazily and opened the door.
I was surprised to see my father standing outside my room with a angry look on his face. I sighed deeply.

Here we go again......


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