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Growing up, love was not one of the things Crisitina Kang experienced

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Growing up, love was not one of the things Crisitina Kang experienced. No, all affection and praise and such other things Cristina craved were offered on a silver platter to her older sister while she had to fight for even acknowledgment. It was such treatment that left her with the desire to rebel against the rules bestowed upon her to follow. She hoped - no, prayed, that, perhaps, if she got in enough trouble, her mother would finally glance in her direction to offer her more than a disgusted sneer.

But Cristina soon learned it was useless. Nothing worked, no matter how hard she tried. Her mother didn't care. Not when she spray-painted a dick on the lockers at school or when she got in impossible fights she couldn't win. It left her all the more desperate and exhausted. When attempt after attempt gave no result. And to make matters worse, her sister had the audacity to care about her. To be there every time something went to shit and left her in trouble, to pick up the broken pieces and bandage her wounds with such tender hands that she cried even harder.

Miriam Kang was the perfect daughter their mother desired, why should she need another? Cristina was disregarded and Miriam was lifted onto a golden pedestal with expectations a normal kid would throw up over. What made her that much more perfect, was that she handled it flawlessly—straight As without any trouble, offering a helping hand to anyone who should ask, and helping around the house without complaints. Cristina resented her sister. Miriam cherished hers.

Just when things seemed to be going better, Cristina did something reckless once again. She threw herself down a set of stairs at school, leaving her hospitalized with a fractured rib and a bruised chin. The excitement she felt upon spotting her mother walk through the door of her hospital room was indescribable. She smiled, bigger than ever before, her eyes twinkling like a child's on Christmas Eve... And then Miriam came in after, eyes flooded with tears and indescribable amounts of sadness.

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