LIFE, IT HURTS.

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15, yet I lived such a tragical life. I dont deserve to have this kind of life. Blood.

Submitted: November 18, 2011

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Life was all easy and fine when my father was out to sail the world. He's a sailor, he usually comes back before christmas but leaves by May. Its just me, my mother and my two elder sisters. I really despise my sisters, they're a bug, a snop and bitchy. Everything I do seems wrong to them. They inherited father's rowdy, will and ruggard attitude. They would usually be back home after midnight either drunk, or half-naked after being laid by men they meet at the bars. They would also sometimes won't come back till dawn. Mother had try her very best to discipline and advice them, but they're always hinting on me. Every mistake they did corrected, they'll push the blame on me. I'm a just a stoned girl who had to help her mother with the household chores and sit in her room play with her barbie dolls or study. I was never complimented or praised for my well inherited attitude and personalities. I may not inherits mother's beautiful eye, sexy lips and slim figured body but I had inherited all the best personalities my mother had. I never had a boyfriend before, I never talk to any of the hottest boys in school before because my sisters told my schoolmates how geeky and nerdy I am at home. At the age of 15 and still single, this could be the worst feeling any teenage girl would feel. Well I still lived happily because I get whatever I want. I'm happy that my mother loved me but I was born an agelast(a person who never laughs). Being an agelast is not a disease, it can be cured but it is a personality that only certain rare people have. I was mocked and taunted by my sisters for being an agelast. Well, it was almost christmas and father have already reached home. He bought my sisters souvenirs from all over the world but I only received a \"Thanks for coming\" card he got from Houston, Texas. My sisters got new shoes, bags, clothes and even more and more bottles of red wine. I still was a stoned girl. I used to be the favourite girl but now since Lila(my eldest sister) graduated her university in London and got her grade 1, father seemed to be paying more attention to her. How about Lola(my 2nd elder sister)? She received a bursary for getting all A's on her subjects in high school, number 1 in high school, and now aiming for university right now. I've just reached my third stage in high school, willingly almost all A's. The most active person in outdoor curriculums. But both my sisters were such a spoilt brat. Father now put me aside. \"Lila and Lola could get all A's! And you? How could there be 2 grade B's? A few more there and you could get A! You stupid brat!\" I was always hurt by that when father came back. But upon hearing father's bad news about him being retrenched because his company lately had lost 4 ships in the sea and almost 10,000 people went missing, all the workers were retrenched and the company was to be shut down. Father then had to be at home for a year because his company is fighting for their rights and opening a new business. Father had a 8 years contract and currently this was only the 5th year. So he had to wait for a year to get his position in his company back. Life at home with father around was awful, it was a dread seeing incest actions around. My sisters with their unsatisfied desires, would seduce dad anytime free. Mother would just let go. I hate my life, I should be happy with my family. But I don't feel the sense of my family being my family. Seeing incest moves made, I decided to leave. In this town, the tradition was, as long as you're 15, you can apply for an apartment and live a matured life alone without parents consent but as long as money to you wasn't a problem. Look, I've won a lottery thrice and I saved it in my bank. Every lottery won, full cash will be banked in. So money wasn't a problem. So then, I left home. Get a nice and comforting apartment for myself and lived alone..... -To be continued


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