death or toture!

my wish

my birthday was coming up and I longed for a wish that will be granted."what do you want" mother asked taking out cash from her pocket and brought out her phone. "nothing, I told you, I just want a wish" I replied trying to sound serious. she put her cash back in her pocket and signed.  "come on, tell me your wish"she huffed quickly not bothered about my important wish. "well, cause I'm turning 19 on Saturday and I get to choose my own wish and-" she caught me off and rolled her eyes.

"just get to the point" she asked getting inpatient. I smiled warmly trying to lighten up the mood. "can I adopt" I quickly explained grinning. she frowned and gritted her teeth. "nop" she smiled sarcastically.  I fell to the ground kneeling. "don't even bother cause the answer is no" she repeated turning around and walking away. "I'm 19 mother I could do what I want,  thank you" I hissed swearing under my breath. she scratched her heel on the glass floor loudly. she always did that when she was really angry or mad. she continued to scrap it and I firmly placed my fingers in my ears. "not helping" I argued.  this is going to be a long harsh night. "go to your room" mother bellowed. I didnt budge not frightened of her voice. "did someone say something, cause it sounded like a dead fly screaming" I yelled back. she turned around her eyes flaming with fire. "don't use that attitude" she screached making me tutt. "I can use any attitude I want" I argued. she opened her mouth to say something and then her face calmed. "go foster a stupid child" she huffed as I jumped up and down. "thank you so much" I laughed excitedly. she exchanged an odd look. "did I hear someone, caise it sounded like a monkey with the plague groaning" she mocked.  slowly, I twisted around not finding it funny as she just copied me. I sprinted to the lift and pressed 3 as that was my bedroom. we had 6 floors.

floor one- living room, tolit, kitchen, garden.

floor two- computer room, living room 2, balcony and bathroom.

floor three- my bedroom, maids bedroom, cookers bedroom and bathroom.

floor four- mothers room, kitchen 2, cleaners bedroom, tutors bedroom and bathroom.

floor five- chilling room, tolit, guest room, guest room 2 and 3, balcony and open space.

floor five- play area also known as chilling room, attic, storage room, bathroom, music room, dance classes, science lab and doctor room.

people thought we we're the richest family in town. I didn't think that, we we're rich but also greedy, well mother was not me. cause we had 3 guests room, I thought maybe my foster child could sleep in one. we had 2 kitchens cause both our cooks cook different things. our doctor was just above us so if we had an emergency we could ran up the stairs or lift.  our compurer room was filled with 16 computers as mothers workers workedmon computers. our living room downstairs were for mothers family or friends and our other living room was for my tutors, maids, cooks, dance teacher, music teacher, science teacher amd the others. my living room was the chilling room or the open space. my bedroom was massive I thought and I hated alot of space cause it seemed scary, but we had a burglar alarm in our front door and downstairs windows. mother even had a pool alarm and cameras. she was extra careful when recording our camera, so we didn't miss anything, which annoyed me alittle as when I wanted to lie or get away with something she threatened me about the cameras so I couldn't escape anythig.