Purple

To my baby girl Pachmina-Y- this book is for you -BS

PURPLE

Purple, that's what the mirror showed me every morning I woke up, and I hoped every nigh when I went to sleep to never wake up.

The world may not care about if I'm alive or dead, for some people, a living person is a burden, a mouth to feed and more spending.

But, I heard that there are at least one person that your existence means the world to them...I wanted to meet that person.

I started wearing makeup by the age of 12, my friends started to leave me, because their parents refused to leave them frequent people like me!

The reason I started wearing makeup was my mother's marriage.

No, not the wedding ceremony, but living with her and her husband.

My father passed away in duty, he was a hero, and I was only seven.

My mother couldn't do well after the loss, but she tried her best to keep us alive.

When I was ten, she met that guy, he was so cool and educated, he owned a small business in Advertising, he was there for the both of us, but for me, he couldn't take my father's place.

When I was eleven, they decided to get married, and at the wedding, I met a guy that was five years older than me, he was a beautiful version of my stepfather, and I discovered later that he was his son.

After the wedding, my mother and stepfather went to honeymoon, I stayed with my grandmother, and one day, I received a visit.

It was my stepbrother, he came with some gifts.

We talked for the first time, and I discovered that he was living with his maternal grandparents, his mother passed away about two years ago, and he acted strangely, he was so warm inside but his face and eyes were cold, he didn't stay for long, and decided to go, asked me to not mention his visit to anyone, and before he left, he hugged me so tight that I thought that my bones were going to crush.

-"Be careful" he said while looking at me dead in the eyes.

I didn't understand what he meant at first, but one year later, I discovered the truth.

My stepfather got angry because his partner of business decided to leave the country, I was offering him a cup of coffee when I received a blow to my side, I was so surprised that I stayed on the floor paralyzed.

He apologized at first and bought me a new doll, I was starting middle school, and I forgave him and didn't tell my mom.

The second time was a month after, he came angry because his gambling went worse, it was the first time he hit my face.

I didn't go to school for a whole week that he covered for and played my mom.

After that, I was sleeping and waking up every morning at the purple on my body and face, I even got his fingers printed on my neck when he was trying to suffocate me, and I learned how to cover all the purple using my mom's makeup.

By my fifteenth birthday, grandma died, my mother lost her job, my stepdad's business went down...and everything was going down.

That day, I found my stepbrother waiting for me by the middle school, he was in a nice car, but he got the same cold face.

Entering his car, he engulfed me in a bear hug.

-"Maybe we are siblings from different mothers" he whispered in my ear.