The mistake

The Witch

"U-umm oh send them in," I stutter trying to figure out who would come to see me and for what reason?The white coat lady left the room but i was to deep in thought to care.I walk back over to the mirror again and look at my appearance and snort at myself i don't care about what i look like, i have been told im beyond decent looking so why do i care?I hear a silent knock and the person comes in. I look up and stare in utter shock at this person.Why oh why was it this person. what did i do to deserve more taunting?Haven't i had enough!?I get it! i dont deserve anyone,im ugly,i have no manners and i will never compare to my sisters.Isn't it enough im here! In this insane ayslum! Why am i saying this all inside my head? I clear my throat and try to force myself to speak hearing my raspy voice say, "what are you doing here?" That was the most i ever had spoken since the last few months i been here. Let's face it they put me here because they didn't want to face their dissapointment of a daughter.That's right my own parents disowned me."I came here to say hello," She states with a bit of an attitude.I just stare blankely at her, I mean what did she want me to say? She continues to speak "Look i came here to tell you stop with all your dramatic ways and focusing everyones attention on you and get over whatever you are going through because the family is starting to think bad of us." She stares at me in disgust. "You need to come home now putting you here was the worst idea. I swear your father has the worst plans," she says sighing running her hand through her thick,brown,wavy,shoulder length hair.

"We should of just shipped you off to boarding school and said you wanted to go," I decide to speak "Or you could of been a mother and lived up to your title," It came out as a whisper. "Excuse me? what did you just say to me?" She looks at me meancingly."I should of aborted you when i had the chance and saved me and your father from the mistake you are.Why couldn't you have been like your sister? Why can't you be a big time star?'" Tears start to build up at the back of my eye and trickle down my cheek. I drift off into my thoughts while she slowly starts to tear me to shreds with her words.I know now that the only thing that i have in me that will remind me of my parents is their emerald green eyes, i seem to be the only one to inherit them, all my sisters had brown i was always the odd one out.Me being my short height of 5"2 while they were at their tall 5"6 or 5"7. I having rounder hips and them slim and narrow. I'll never be them and i seem to face that issue every day and you wonder why i cut myself.She notices im not fully there and walks right up to me and slaps me across the cheek "Next time you will listen when i talk to you," She damn near snarles at me "We will come for you tomorrow, be packed," And with that she stomps her tall frame out of my room. I collapse to the floor holding my cheek and sobbing silently not wanting the white coats to come in and ask all these unnesscessary questions.I slowly get up and walk to my razor snatching it from under the mat and place it to my skin feeling the blade slice it hoping to replace this misery with self pain something that can take my mind off what just happened.Shivering and shaking from the sobs quaking out of me i begin to slice more hoping to dull the pain and it slowly starts to subside.Why! Why was i born? why couldn't she just have killed me before she let me walk this earth? And she be the one to put me down..the very person who brought me into this world?

Why?

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OOOOOH O.O that lady is a biotchhhh

lol smh i would not apperciate her at all

soooo what do you guys think will happen next?

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