It's a start, right.

My name is Mana, I am the little girl. The one that came first. The baby, her name is Maka. I disliked her for a very long time. Although I did start accepting her because she made mother stay around. Mother was becoming a better mother. She would cook very badly at first.. We did survive so I guess she was not that bad. I mean she started a fire boiling water in the beginning. So we ate out a lot until we moved in with my grandma and my great grandma. For a long two years everything was wonderful. I slowly started liking my sister. I got to spend a lot of time with my family. Then my mother got married. Then the fights started happening. Then my sister got hurt. It was but it wasn't my fault. I turned on the coffee machine. I left the cord hanging. I put her in her walker and left to play outside. She took off into the kitchen. I didn't know she would grab the cord. I wasn't trying to hurt her but I did. I was halfway down the stairs when I heard the loud bang and then her screams. I knew in that moment I was in trouble. Mother came out, picked her up and began screaming at me. She swore it was on purpose and I'm trying to kill her. I was sent to my room for the rest of that day. When I came out to eat. She boiled a pot of water. She gave me several hard cover books. Made me spread my legs. Put the boiling hot pot between my legs. Made me hold out my arms to hold the books. Added three for each arm and one on my head. Then made me do squats. If I moved too much I would touch the pot. If I jumped to much from the heat, the water would spill on me. If I slouched she would hit me with a baby bamboo stick. She took the bamboo stick and cut it up , added rubber bands at the ends, soaked it in water and stuck it in the freezer. If I went down too much I'd get burnt. If I didn't go down enough I would get hit. We did this for nearly three hours. Since that's how long my sister cried. Til this day she has white spots on her face because of the liquid that spilled on her. It's two small dots on her chin and shoulder. By the time we finished my bottom half was red from the pot and hot water, my top half was cut up and red from the baby bamboo whip. I was in tears and just gave up. I told her I don't care what you think. It was an accident. Beat me if you want. I just want to eat something. I haven't eaten all day. I let my body fall to the ground. Which is when the searing pain shook my entire body. Then I remembered the pot between my legs on the floor. It spilled over when I jumped. I had blisters all over my body. They took me to the hospital and said it was an accident. I dared not admit what happen and they never asked. She stood there and told them I was running in the kitchen when she was taking the pot off the stove to let it sit and cool. Since it was so hot I began jumping and moving around so much I banged myself up. They believed her. Or they just didn't care enough to verify her explanation with me. Child protective services showed up. She had me go take a shower. She offered to help me wash my hair. As it hurt to move a lot. She put soap directly in my eyes and I started to scream. Now that I look back I know she knew they were outside. I know she did it on purpose. I screamed in pain. She made it seem like I was screaming just to scream. She said who ever called probably lives around here and hears me screaming a lot. As you can see I'm not near her. They closed it faster than I could get the soap out of my eyes. He left her though. Well he went to jail and she divorced him. Then she got married again. We moved away to his home. They were both drinking and using drugs. They would take us camping a lot and have orgys. While me and my sister were in the car pretending to sleep. In hopes we would fall asleep. She was just a baby so she did not know what was going on. I knew though. I looked once. Then in school they gave us the birds and the bees talk... My mother got pregnant again. She had my baby brother. Li'i was his name. Then step dad got caught doing bad things. He went to jail and so she divorced him as well. We moved to an apartment. I liked it a lot. Until she was sexually abused. She hired a man to protect her. Then they fell in lust and he became her boyfriend. They made my sister Ipo. She never really bothered with Lii or Ipo. They became my job. After a while he left as well. I mean she was an drug abusing, alcoholic, exotic dancing, trick turning kind of girl. He was her free bodyguard. She would turn tricks behind his back and when he found out. He left. Once all the men left she went back to being her old self. The real her. Only now she was bringing them home. So I would take my brother and sisters and have them sleep in my bed on the inside. Then when I was 11 she kept them with her. Then at night the men would come into my room. She said it was not her fault but I screamed and I fought hard at first. Eventually I learned if you just do as your told it hurts less. Still I struggled because I hated it. Then I met my ex Josh. His family saved us. I moved me and my siblings to stay there. So she couldn't hurt us. Then like all young relationships, we broke up. We moved back with her and it started all over again. I tried calling child protective services. They always believed her. So I gave up trying to get them to save me. I started taking them outside to play. Just trying to keep the peace.. I was practicing a bar dismount when she came out of nowhere and pushed me. It took her three days to take me to the hospital because I couldn't move my neck. I told her either she takes me or I'll tell my school she pushed me. So she took me. They gave me a neck and back brace. During the time it took to heal no one came to visit. Then I started playing sports and joined the cheerleading team. I joined a bunch of different groups. Just to avoid being home. As hard as I tried nothing seemed to be able to save me from the nights at home....