Useless Cake

"The first happiness of a child is to know that he is loved."
-Unknown

I love my freaking day, my parents are just wow. They scream at me all the time, they don't support me at almost anything. I have no time to study that sternly because my parents keep on ranting at me for not cleaning the house.

EXCUSE ME LADIES AND GENTLEMEN-
I JUST CLEANED THE ENTIRE HOUSE FOR YOU BOTH. WAS IT NOT ENOUGH FOR YOU?!

That explains why my grades are always zilch. I have no time to study. My classmates kept on cheering me up. I'm glad that they're there. By the help of them I react to my parents so joyous outside my guts even though they gave me depressions.

One day, I went back home from school. I opened the door, and saw my mom and dad fighting over and over again. I covered my ears and pretended to not hear anything at all and head through my disgusting room. The room is so ungrateful. The ceilings has tons of wholes that the water can go through it, a television from the nineteen eighties which is horribly broken, and a floor that I'm treating it as a bed. I looked outside and thinking how lucky the kids at my age are playing happily. I wish I got a normal life too.

Weeks past I went to the school, and surprisingly they gave me a report card. I checked on my grades and I looked in horror. They are all "E's". I cried and looked down. The teachers won't allow me to change my grade, I beg for them but they wouldn't. My parents knew about the coming report card as well. I went back home. I opened the door and my parents stared at me and waiting for something ambitious.

"Where's your card?" My mom loudly said. I give her the card and my parents read it.

"What is this?! Are you stupid?! This is so frustrating and I hate you! You waste my money any you're just going to hand this to me like it's okay?!" My dad shouted.

Their so grumpy and I can tell that they're going to beat me, but they didn't. They stand up glared at me unhappily. Then my parents started to say the six worst words I've ever heard from their enormous mouths.

"I wish you were never born." My mother calmly said in frown.

My eyes are teared up and I have no idea what to say next. I walked to the kitchen and thinking almost all the unpleasant memories. The world froze all of a sudden as a result of always being an ignorant monkey in the house. My palms are sweating, my heart is raising so ultimately bad. I just want to be appreciated. I feel like I'm weak. Every motion are instantly unfrozen. I grabbed a knife in the drawer and ran back to my parents. I walked while looking at their sharp eyes. It looks scary. I handed them the knife properly. "I really do want to make you both happy, I want you to celebrate that your dissapointing daughter is almost gone. Just end this once and for all! I'm sorry for being a terrible daughter. I NEVER ASKED TO START BREATHING, I NEVER WANTED TO BE BORN ALIVE. Why am I here in the very first place? Is because I just deserved to be a trash? I want to have a better parents, not like this. Then if you don't accept this just snap out of it and kill me."

Their eyes are widespread. They sobbed and noticed something that wasn't right. My mom and dad hugged me all around my upper body. I'm like a treasured daughter. I'm like the most luckiest pillow caseIt was the first time I've ever felt love from my parents deep down in my heart.

They were so sorry.