1 Introduction

Dear readers!!!!

This is my first book...Feel free to criticize if the story is not worthy and also feel free to appreciate if u like it...I hope I will be able to meet your expectations.

◔ ◔ ◔ Aly ◔ ◔ ◔

"Aly!!!!! wake up, you sleepy bitch. Hurry up, otherwise, you will miss your school bus.

And if that happens, God promise !! I would not give you any fare and you would go to your school by your giant feet.

Wake up bitch...."

******Aarghhh*****, I rubbed my sleepy eyes in frustration.

there she was!!! my step-mom Rose. She was shouting as if today was the last day of her life. ......

" I am awake mom. Just give me five minutes mom and I would be ready by then.".... I retorted back while scratching my messy head.

"You better hurry up... Come downstairs fast and have your breakfast...Be hurry, you moron...." My step-mother said in a contemptuous tone.

Hearing her bitter words, I lowered my head and gave my damn consciousness a hard slap and dragged it back to reality.

"Why do you keep pissing her off by calling her **Mother**" I cursed my stupid mind

I know she wasn't my real mom. I tried to fight with my inner consciousness. My stupid foolish mind always encouraged me more to call her mother.

Why couldn't she love me like every other mothers.

I wonder sometimes what would have happened if my parents were alive.......... how they would love me, cherish me like a princess.

But I thought I had done something very bad in my past life that's why I was facing all this misfortune...

I checked the time on the wall clock.. ***SHIT*** It was already 7:45 am and my school bus would be here by 8:00 am sharp...

Now if I get more late then I would not get any breakfast and on top of that - I would miss my bus. Then my step-mother.....Oops...sorry Rose would really make me walk all the way.

After getting ready for school, I moved downstairs for breakfast...

At the breakfast table, I met my step-mom...And she behaved like we are strangers... It pricked through my heart like a throne.

"Why she never gave me an affectionate look?? Was I that much eyesore to her??" I asked myself

"Heyy, mother," I said in a low tone.

"For how many times I have to remind you that, I am not your mother. Don't call me mom. Just call me Rose." She said while narrowing her eyes at me.

I lowered my head, and smiled but didn't say anything to her.

After sometimes my step-mother's boyfriend - Jackson Weasel -entered the room in his boxer and sat beside my step-mom...

I always try to ignore him as much as possible. He is a snake. I hate him.

His vicious eyes trailed over every part of my body. His monstrous vision sent a chill through my spine. I lowered my head and pretended to be concentrating on food.

They kissed each other...But his eyes were on me.....That made me feel more disgusting towards him.

If only one murder would be forgiven for every person in the world, then I would have killed this filthy man, and buried him somewhere without even letting anyone know.

While thinking all these things - a piece of food stuck in my throat and I started coughing.

My mother shot me an annoyed look, while Jackson handed me a glass of water.

Without thinking much, I tried to get water from his hand - but he grabbed my hand and pressed it lightly. I shuddered at the touch of his dirty hand.

Before my mother could see, I pulled my hand away from his. He smirked at my struggles.

I quickly finished my food and leave by saying goodbye...

Jackson gave me a cocky smile.