Telekinesis

Chapter 1: Home

Today, I was feeling something that I have never felt before. I don't know how to describe it, maybe 'happy' is the word for it? Or miserable? I would say a bit of both. I feel this way because it's my mother's birthday. You may be wondering 'Why are you feeling like this when it's your mother's birthday? ' Well, I loved her very much. I really did. But they say nothing lasts forever. I learnt that; I learnt that the hard way. I went down the stairs to be greeted by a loving father and Belinda, my unkind stepmother. In fact, she's more than unkind. She's... wicked. She wouldn't save me for the world. She acts nice to me around my dad but when he's not around, she does things. Unmentionable things. "Hey princess!" my dad says with a jolly look on his face. "Sleep well?" Belinda asks. "I slept fine. Belinda." I answer. There was a few moments of silence. "Anyway, we have waffles and Nutella for breakfast! Come take a seat Soph," my dad exclaims. "Why waffles?" I answer. "It's a very special day, you remember, right?" my dad said anxiously. Belinda decided to interrupt our conversation. "What's so special about 27th October?" She asked. "It was the day a lady who I loved with my heart and soul was born," I answer trying not to burst with an ocean of tears." She was a more kinder , thoughtful and loving person than you'll ever be, Belinda!" I yell. She sat there and stared cluelessly at me. I reminded her of all things she had done to me. I don't know what's going on with me. I'd never yelled like that to anyone before. I ran upstairs and went to my bedroom to plot . For something big. Then, I heard a knock on my door. It was my dad. I told him to go away. But he just ignored me. He locked the door. And closed the windows. I just sat there thinking "What's he doing?" He slowly walked towards me. I asked him what he was doing multiple times. But then he began to touch my face. It all went downhill from there. I can't believe I fell for his act. He pretended to care about me. He... betrayed me. I tried to forget about it, but it didn't take me long to realise that this won't just pass over. I had managed to get some sleep.

*The next morning*

"Well, time for school." I murmured to myself.