Chapter 1

'Life was never really easy to begin with...' It was the 100th time Pearl had this thought today. Comparing herself with others wasn't something that she was totally unfamiliar with, actually it was the exact opposite of it. She never liked the way she talked or walked or acted or laughed or smiled or anything that came out of her or maybe was a part of her. 'Damn! She is really pretty, wish I looked like her...' Pearl again fell for her friend's body which was small and amazingly thin. Pearl looked at her body and found it amazingly disgusting, she looked like a giant compared to her friend even though her friend was one year older than her. People never believed when she told them her real age because she looked way too mature. Everyday was like a war for her since the beginning of her birth.

She lived in a hostile environment where any minute, anything could happen and by that it means that her parents could burst out anytime and start fighting... physically. They fought almost every damn day that it started feeling really normal and okay that after sometime it didn't even matter even if they fought really violently, she and her two siblings would just keep on watching the tv because if they got between them they would end up getting hurt. But at least they were rich so it didn't really matter because if you have enough money than it wouldn't even matter if you drink almost every day or tear bills everytime a fight breaks out. Pearl's father was a alcoholic and her mom....well she was really messy. Since childhood Pearl and her elder sister were regular visitors of police station which was thanks to their very responsible parents.

It didn't really matter since they were rich, right? BAM! They became poor overnight and the reason is still not known till this day. Her parents didn't come to peace instead they kept on fighting even more. Pearl's parents kept on treating her and her older sister like they were grown ups when they were just 8 and 11 years old and the reason was that they were the eldest and second eldest and also females so it was their responsibility to take care of everything that was related to the house and their family. Even though her parents fought like dogs they would still get some time to produce a sibling to add upon the three kids which would make them four in total. Pearl's parents kept on changing their homes as if they were the mafias or something, that had to change their address to escape the cops. Pearl's elder sister had got a scholarship so she stayed away for some time which Pearl thought was lucky. Over the time Pearl became really violent, she would beat her youngest brother mercilessly and if that didn't satisfy her then she would throw her brother on the nearest wall or maybe she would try to suffocate him by pressing a pillow hardly over his face and just when he was about to loose his breath she would release him. Oddly Pearl found it really relieving but she didn't realize that it was wrong but how could she...she was just 11 years old at that time. She had once done it to a cat when she was 9 years old, she had flung her pet cat again and again on the wall infront of her and when the cat meowed helplessly she would quickly hug it and try to calm it down by putting ointment on the cat's legs and cover it in a blanket, while the cat would be resting she would take the cat's small kitten and then throw the kitten again and again on the wall. When kitten would meow in a hurting voice she would start showing affection on the kitten the same way she had shown on the mother cat. Pearl once had a black kitten which she was really fond of and her mom had given away the kitten to one of her friends who lived in the same area where they lived and being really attached to her kitten Pearl would always bring back her kitten no matter how many times her mother kept taking the kitten back. After sometime her mother got tired of all this and left it and Pearl was really happy that she got her kitten back but to her dismay the very next day a dog had killed her kitten while she was busy playing with the other kids. Pearl cried her eyes out that day and she could never forget how much painful that experience was.

After a couple of times moving her house, Pearl's family had resided at a place for sometime and Pearl's mom would go to work everyday and would return back home really late and her dad would take advantage of the situation and go out to drink every night leaving 11years old Pearl with the responsibility to take care of her two younger brothers. One day her dad had left home early in the morning and as it was Sunday her mom didn't had to work. Pearl was watching anime after breakfast in the other room while her mother and her two younger brothers were giving company to her mom. After sometime she heard a loud scream of her mother shouting 'Dad please save me! This man is trying to kill me!' Pearl's mom always shouted this phrase whenever her parents fought physically, at first pearl didn't want to get in the middle of their fight but her instinct told her that something was wrong so she quickly ran to the room where her mom was and to her horror Pearl saw her mom being stabbed and her dad was soaked red in her mom's blood....