"SELINE! GET DOWN HERE!"
I ran down and saw my mum folding her arms. "Seline, this is my sixth time telling you that you need to wash your own food container. I am not your slave to do your job." She looked exhausted. Dark circles under her eyes could be seen. "I'm sorry, okay? I'll clean it later, but just leave me alone, I'm doing something," I said it in a rude manner. "SELINE." I looked at her. She was pissed and mad. "I don't know why you hate me that much, but I am your mother and it is my job to take good care of you. You've changed, Seline. You're not the daughter that I used to know." Her eyes were watery. A part of me broke inside, but I tried to not tear up. I turned around and went back to my room.
I lay on my bed looking at the ceiling. Was my life really that worth it? Was it going to be this dreadful? I just turned 17 and life was nothing but thunderstorms. Why? I covered my face with a pillow as I rolled towards my right side. I opened my eyes and saw a picture of me and him.
Oh, Bradley. I wish you were here.
Life was so perfect with you inside, now, what will I do? Should I forgive mum? Should I be the person I used to be? The devil was once an angel.
I never enjoyed this life. Never did, never will. As I closed my eyes and I prayed even though I know there was no such thing as 'God'. God, if you are real, please help me to forget the past so I would move on. If so, can you make my life go back to normal? I really want this part of my life to be over. I want my happy ending. Please, God. Screw this, you're not even real. Why am I doing this? Urgh.
I looked at the picture with me and Bradley. This hurt so much. I placed the photo frame facing down so I wouldn't see the picture of both of us. I closed my eyes tightly and slowly drifted to sleep.
