1 Chapter 1

It all started at my 8th birthday. One of the best days of my life, turned out to be one of my worst..

Morning

I slowly opened my eyes, and adjusted them to the sunlight. I woke up much earlier than my parents, because I coudln't wait any longer! Today IS my birthday! I quickly jumped off my bed and approached the windows. The sky was clouded, but there were visible gaps of the purple/pink sky left inside the clouds. The view was very interesting even for a soon-to-be 8 year old.

I approached the closet, where all my formal dresses and shirts were kept at. I still can't think of what to wear for today, since my wardrobe is so huge! Suddenly, a F/C (Favorite color) dress caught my eye. I inspected the piece of clothing and decided to wear it. It had short sleeves and a small bpw at the back of it, almost invisible to the person looking at the front. This dress used to be my favorite to wear at birthday parties, and it stills suits me!

I quickly took off my pajamas and putted the dress on. I approached my mirror, that was right next to the closet and looked at my reflection. I looked so cute!! I span around a few times and looked at my clock, that was on the night stand near my bed. It already turned into 8:10 am?! I wonder if mom and dad are awake.

I slowly opened my bedrooms door, and took a peek at the outside. It was an empty corridor, that led to my parents bedroom, and the stairs that lead, well, downstairs.

I looked around and made sure the corridor is empty so I don't get startled by anyone from behind. Once I did that, I tip toed to my parents bedroom.

TW: A CORPSE AND SOME BLOOD

I slowly opened my parents bedrooms door and took a look inside. Hm, weird, it looks like everyone left-

As I was about to close the door, I looked down and saw.. my DAD?! But, he was dead.. his clothes were already soaked by his own blood. It seems that he was dragged here, seeing this trail of blood from his side of the bed, but, why?

I took a step back, still scared and shocked about the situacion. I closed the door behind me and ran downstairs to the living room. That's where I saw my mother. She just stared at me, showing no emotion whatsoever. I wanted to ask if she knew anything about dad, but she cut me off before I could. "So, you saw him? I didn't really want scare you like that, but I guess I didn't plan this thing through." She calmly said. I was even more shocked. Did she kill dad?! "Y-y-you killed h-him?!" I stuttered out, tears forming in my eyes.

"How does it look like? But don't worry, once I explain the situacion, you'll call me a hero." She replied, while giving a close-eyed smile.

"Y-you monster!! Why w-would I listen to y-you?!" I stuttered out a response. I was still shocked, but now, I was even more scared of her than I used to be.

"Oh please! I was doing a good thing! He always tells you that I'M the reason this family is broken, that I'M the villain in this story, but I AM NOT!" She exclaimed with anger. I flinched at the sudden voice change, and she seemed to notice.

"Oh, i'm sorry for scaring you like that, sweetie. I didn't mean it, it's just that... he makes me so angry, that asshole.." She mumbled to herself.

"B-but, he always told me that, y-you don't care about me.." I replied. She looked at me with a blank face before smiling again.

"Sweetie.. he was clearly lying. I do care about you! He's just a dirty liar, that can't do anything, so he forces me to work my ass off 24/7 so I could hold this family together. And while I do that, he tells you stupid lies about me, and my activities. Listen, he was using you for himself. He says that taking care of you is an important responsibility, and that's the reason why he doesn't get a job." She calmly replies.

"B-but, how can I trust you?!" I quickly exclaim.

"Seriuosly? I work my ass off everyday to be thanked with this?! I can't believe it.." She calmly answers.

"mom, I-" before I could respond, she cuts my off.

"You're nothing, but a stupid brat, that doesn't even know the real truth.." My mother answered with anger. I had enough of her lying to me, so I went upstairs to my room and started packing my clothes into a bag.

I was so done with her lying. SHE'S the hero?! That just sounds like bullshit! Dad always told me not to trust her, and now that he's dead.. I have no place to stay, so I guess I'll have to go and search for a temporary shelter till I find new parents.

After I finish packing my bags, I go downstairs and meet my mother.

"What do you think you're doing?" She asks me. "Running away from you." I quietly reply. "Well, don't you dare come back, begging for me to let you in." She replies with a frown of dissapointment.

"FINE! Bet I'll get a better childhood somewhere far away from you!" I exclaimed with anger, while tears were dripping down my cheeks.

"tch, you really believe him? How pathetic, can't believe I raised such a daughter." She replies with dissapointment while closing the door on me.

Wait, that's it? She's just gonna leave me