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That's it!!! I'm done. I'm going to kill her, I will beat her to death with my shoe, or maybe not my shoe, its too precious to touch her. she's evil and always gets away with all her deeds to my own detriment. so I am going to end her before she ends me.

So much dangerous thoughts run through my head and shocks even me but I can't just sit back and watch while she bully's me.

She knows not to touch my books, I can take everything they dish out to me but I don't joke with my studies, that is my safe zone, my saving grace, plan above all plans. Study hard and get away from this toxic people before they succeed in killing me.

Now she has gone and done it. she knew that paper was important. I needed the grades that paper will give to finish early. Though not submitting early won't damage my grade as they are already impeccable but its going to slow down my plans. I put a lot of hard work into that paper and in a twinkle of an eye this practicing wicked witch of oz tears it outside the professors office right in front of me.

I have resolved to take her out finally. Okay not like my mind is concocting but I'm going to deal her a great card. And if there is one thing my sister cannot take, its even the slightest wrinkle to her clothes.

I badge into our house, run upstairs drop my handbag and books, gently of course, storm into Mia's room gather almost all her best clothes which is all of them by the way into a pile, I take them all outside to the backyard, then return for my equipments.

Standing beside the pile of clothes, I sprinkle a little bit of alcohol and by sprinkle I mean pour almost all from the bottle on them, take few steps back, light the match and into the pile it went.

I can't even begin to explain the level of satisfaction I feel right now. I know its not going to last but I'm so pissed right now and if this is the only action I take, then so be it.

Was still lost in my thoughts and anger when I hear a sound from around the house. And reality comes crashing down, I am so dead. They will surely kill me now. stupid move, just stupid.

Well it was great while it lasted. I slog into the house to receive my fate.

Allow me to tell you about my family maybe you'll understand my plight. My name is Arjana. I'm of Greek, English and African decent. My father cheated on his wife with his mistress, my mother.

They had met at a restaurant my father stopped by to get lunch during one of his work breaks. He said he had been lost in thought, and didn't realize that the waitress had been requesting for his order for a while and when he felt someone touch him he looked up, "your order Sir?" he heard her say but was too stunned to speak, as she was extremely gorgeous. He finally placed his order and when she returned with it she smiled to him and said "whatever has got you thinking, has no right to take away your joy".

After that day, my whore of a father started going to the restaurant everyday and eventually they became close and started an affair which produced yours truly. He never told her he was married until she told him she was pregnant. He accepted to take care of the child and told his wife about it.

At the time things weren't all rosy between him and his wife, my stepmother Julia. They had been married for three years and didn't have a child, Julia was stressed about it and kept asking Tom my father to give her a child. Tom would always tell her to be patient that there was still time as they have only been married for a few years, all to no avail. Subsequently this became an issue and caused a lot of friction at home. it was this issue that was in Tom's mind that day at the restaurant.

Julia felt betrayed by my father but accepted that I stay with them as my mother died at birth due to complications. A year after I was born Julia took in and that became the beginning of my neglect. She started living me unattended and would always punish me for even the most little things.

Often times she made me take blames for my Sister Mia's misdeed and made sure Tom punished me accordingly. It didn't help that I looked like my mother, because it just reminded her of my father's infidelity. So she made my life hell. I wasn't given much, as she would always take it away and add to Mia's, even though it was given to me by Tom.

Being smart didn't help either because my school load became doubled, she made me do both mine and my sister's school work. Sometimes Tom would caution her against this but she always turned a deaf ear.

To top it all, as we grew up I practically became a slave in the house. Cooking, dishes, laundry, sanitation, errands, you name it. She made sure I finished all this before doing Mia's homework and mine. If Mia got anything less than required, the work load increased. There was no mercy, even tho I was ill I still did my duties.

Sometimes I blame Tom, because as much as he tries to stop her, he could have done better.