end of my suffering

- My name is Alexa, my mother gave birth to me when she was a teenager, so I had to live through my entire childhood in my relatives' house. They kicked me around like a ball because my mother was busy with her studies. She enjoyed her youth. Simply forgetting that she had a child. You might think why she gave birth to me at all, she just wanted to tie my father to a child, but alas, she didn't succeed. They were both children and didn't realize how difficult the situation was. Everything changed when I was 10, these two irresponsible people decided that they needed to get married, and the reason was that my mother was pregnant. I thought that I would finally get that very desired love, but God, how wrong I was. Their thoughts were occupied with the twins that my mother gave birth to, she gave birth to two beautiful children, Chris and Christie. Maybe because they were born at their conscious age, they loved these children very much. Even if I always gave in to them and loved them, they never considered me their sister.My parents were never happy with my achievement even when I entered Oxford and received a scholarship. I got a part-time job and helped my family financially when I found out that Christie was sick. Christie needed a different heart, and I was diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer. When my parents found out about this, they tried to persuade me to give my heart to my sister because I was dying. Seeing that my sister was dying was very hard for me and I decided to be a donor for her. During the operation, my eyes were closed but I felt everything, it was very strange because I was under anesthesia, even when my heart was taken from me, I still felt everything and heard voices. I heard the doctor say that everything went well. This means I was dead, I was left alone in the operating room, my parents came up to me. I thought that they would at least be upset by my death and cry bitterly. I felt my soul slowly leaving my body, would I really die that easily? If I had a second chance, I would never repeat these mistakes and would live for myself.