When I was a young girl, I was an outcast, left behind and forgotten. I was different then others, I was.. what they called special. If only I wasn't born at all. This wasn't my fault, it wasn't me who decided to be born was it? No, it couldn't be, it WASN'T. All I wanted was a normal life, but I guess you couldn't even provide that, pathetic. But now look at your little girl, a well-known threat and someone famous, just as I wished. But enough of me now, let's get back to when I was younger.
14 Years ago
A little girl named Mia was sitting alone in her dark and dusty room, her parents were too poor to pay for light. She was currently drawing on the wooden floorboards that were slowly chipping. She could hear her parents arguing from downstairs, making her feel terrible. They were arguing about money; her mother provided all the money from work while father pretended to work but actually spent money at the pub. Mia continued to draw small doodles of animals while the arguing became louder and louder, a door slamming at one point but little Mia ignored this still, covering her ears to block out the noises but even that didn't help. Thumps of sound were coming closer to Mia, only to have her door opened revealing an angry looking father.
"IT WAS YOU WHO LEFT THE NOTE ON THE REFRIGERATOR WASN'T IT?!" He yelled furiously at the small girl. He wasn't wrong, it was Mia, she wanted her mother to be in better hands. She wished it was her father who left the house instead of her mother.
"N-no daddy." Mia hesitated, lying terribly in front of her fuming father. His red face wrinkled even more in anger, he raised his shaking arm and slapped his own daughter, making her cry loudly.
"SHUT YOUR MOUTH YOU BRAT, IT'S YOUR FAULT THAT YOUR MOTHER LEFT ME!" He yelled, straining his voice. Mia was sobbing, her face stained with a red slap mark. Her father slammed the door shut after he left, leaving the young girl to cry in silence. The drawings on the floor becoming smudged from Mia's sorrow filled tears; the many animals looking like unidentifiable blobs of nothing. The sun started to set, making the room become even darker then before. Leaving Mia crying all night in the dark.
3 Years later
It was Mia's first day of grade 5. She moved up a year due to how well her grades were and her intelligence.
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