I shivered from the cold water that streamed steadily from the shower head. My brothers hated me, so they purposely used all the hot water. I hate my life. Should I really do this? Will I regret it? I thought about the plan that I had never doubted until now. "Brat! Hurry up! I'm not going to wait more than five minutes before I make you hurt." I heard my oldest brother yell at me. I need to leave soon.
