Chapter 1

A girl was sitting in a dark room all alone. Not even a single light was reaching the room. Nothing was to be seen.

Only a girls scream where to be heard. Though no one noticed.

Her voice was already sore from all the screaming. While she screamed, her tears flowed down her cheeks none stop.

„Why?! Why?! WHY?! Why me?! Did I do something wrong?! Why are you hating me so much?!“ she pulled her legs up and hugged them. „Every day you curse me… Every day you tell me that I’m the worst… Bu—But what did I do?! Where did it went so wrong?!“

She was left alone in despair, while speaking to herself. „I try and try… but all I get is hatred. I see it in your eyes. You hate me… But… Mom … Dad… why are you hating me so much?“ suddenly she got quiet. “Yeah… it must be my fault. It’s all my own fault, right?! Hahahah! That must be it! Hahaha! I’m guilty of all the misery myself!” As she started to laugh her tears didn’t stopped.

“It’s all my fault. So you all where right?! I’m the problem here!” She didn’t stopped to laugh or cry, it seemed like she was losing her mind further and further.

The time passed by. The scary lonely room was hugging the girl with the darkness, as no more tears flowed down. That girl laid down on the floor silently. Not a single noise was heard. Not a single light was seen. All that was left was the body laying on the floor lifeless… Breathing silently. Which was the only sign she wasn’t dead yet…

…

Loud noises woke up the girl which slept on the floor like a dead body.

Someone was banging at the door and screaming “Bitch!! Wake up!!” That unknown person opened the door and let some small light into the room.

What this little light showed was horrific.

The small area, which was lightened, was covered with blood. Gray Walls and Floors, with blood splashed on it, whips in many different types. Some where with metal ends and some with pins on it. Old chains, covered in blood, laid down on the floor also.

The girl which laid down in that area was hurt and still bleeding. Her white hair where red at some places. With Bruises and scars on her arms and legs. Old ones and fresh new ones where seen. Some where bleeding and some turned purple already…

That unknown person tossed ice cold water on that girl to wake her up “Bitch! Didn’t you hear me?!” Was the person screaming as it pulled her up by her hairs. “ I said wake up!”

That girl opened her eyes slowly and looked with her ice-blue eyes at the girl. “G-Good Mor-morning sist-“ as she spoke a hard slap landed on her cheek.

“Don’t call me that you scum! I’m ashamed to be your sister!” That girl started to feel pain in her head, as her sister didn’t let go of her till now… but she kept quiet.

“Mom said you should make breakfast, so be quick Skyla, you scumbag!” Skyla looked down and tried to bare the pain. “Yes miss Cassandra” Cassandra looked at her satisfied and let her go. Unfortunately Skyla fell down to the floor as she wasn’t expecting to be left off the hook like that. Which made her fall down on her knees.

She knew immediately that her knees would bleed. The feeling when blood would leave her body was familiar already... it was a daily thing… a daily feeling, an every day torture for her soul.

But Skyla didn’t let out a single sound. Not that Cassandra even cared about that. She just looked down on Skyla with a discussed expression. “Mom said you have to make breakfast! And that quick!”

Skyla didn’t even disagreed. She just tries to get up, while taking the wall for support. After a short while which seemed to be decades, she was able to stand on her own feet barely. But Cassandra was a devil.

She smirked secretly and walked towards Skyla. With her own feet she kicked Skylas legs away, so that she fell down again. Now she was bleeding even more. But even now, she didn’t let out a single noise. That annoyed Cassandra, so she screamed “Do it quicker! I’m hungry!!” And like that she left.

Skyla was relieved. With a deep breath she got up at her feet again. Her knees hurt like hell, but she ignored it. She walked out of the room slowly, with her body covered in her own blood and bruises. She had to walk up some stairs, as she was in the basement now. As she walked up her knees where paining. But even that was ignored by her.

On top of the stairs she had to close her eyes for some time, as it was too bright for her. After all this darkness this light seemed to burn her eyes. A short while passed, in which her eyes adjusted to the light. So she continued to walk towards the kitchen.

Skyla had to close her eyes again as she reached the white kitchen flooded by the light. Slowly open them again and adjusted to the brightness. It seemed to be so peacefully here, that Skyla got a little relaxed. Even a small smile appeared on er face. But it vanished again as she heard the voices, of her mother and sister in the first floor. Her mind send her the pictures again from last night. It made her shiver, down to her bones their was this unwell feeling…

Skylas face turned into a expressionless mask, as she walked into the kitchen to make breakfast. Before starting she took the blue apron from the hook and wore it. As she made breakfast it seemed really peaceful. The sun shined down on her hair and made it glow a little, her hands new every move she had to make. Some little beautiful humming noises where also heard from Skyla. It looked perfect, peaceful and warm, just one thing was disturbing the scene. Skyla had blood on her Skin, bruises and some old scares on her body. It was disillusioned.

That girl which seemed to be so kind and warm, was treated as a piece of shit every day…

After she was done with making dinner, she placed the food on the table and stood beside it, while looking at the wall on the opposite side of the room. Her emotionless face was showing nothing. Her eyes, which where usually as Blue as the Sky where now dull and colorless… Her warm smile faded and her hair which glowed just a second ago seemed to be like straw.

A moment later her family came down for breakfast and sat down on their seats. Her mother said

“Good morning Louis and Casandra, did you slept well?”

Louis said “yes mom I did.”

Cassandra smirked at Skyla and said “I had a good sleep too”

Dad said “That’s great kids. Let’s eat this delicious breakfast now.”

While her family ate all the pancakes, the fruit salad, the buns and all the other delicious things. Skyla was just standing there with a blank expression.

Her family didn’t even waisted a glance at her. Her behavior and appearance was similar to that of a maid. Unnoticed and silent.

As Skyla stared further at the wall, something flew past her head and crushed into the wall behind her and burst into pieces.