It was my fourteenth birthday. In this particular day, a person was born to the world. The Worst Human that have ever lived. You might guess who it is.
Yes. Of Course.
My cousin, Grace.
My parents, especially my mom, got really excited and bought a cake for her. And not for me. She also celebrated today. She completely forgot, it was also her own daughter's birthday. Only my dad cares, he gave me a particular budget which maybe I can use to by myself a gift.
Well... I spent that to buy myself a little bracelet that maybe cpuld remind myself about today. The happiest day ever (because I it's my birthday) and the worst day ever (no one cares for me).
Grace.
Ergh! She brings nightmares to my dreams! She's not even a biological sibling or something. If she is, I can totally accept that, but...
On this day, I locked myself in my room, thinking about life.
I thought about killing myself, because it's no use living anyway. Especially when you're freaking related to the person you hate the most.
....
10 minutes later, silence.
....
30 minutes later...
I heard knocks from my door. It was probably my dad. As I guessed it, it was right. My dad is standing outside my door, trying to get me out of the sorrowness I am in.
I sadly let him in.
All he said was, "Dinner's ready."
Well because I was super disappointed,I sat there and just ignored him.
"Well, at least you need to eat dinner. I don't want you to be sick." He said in a more, angry tone.
I didn't say a single word and just walked out of my room and head downstairs to eat dinner.
And there I was, shocked.
To be Continued~
