It was a perhaps a cool and breezy day for everyone else but it was an excruciating one for me, while I did all my chores stuck at home not getting equal attention from my family like my sibling. I then thought that perhaps being with friends could be a better and jovial experience for me at that moment but things changed That Night.
Being susceptible is what I would describe my life as. Wait I should probably start by introducing myself first Hi I'm Amanda, a teenager who's 14 and who loves to do just- nothing but other than that I enjoy ranting about things and being a 'drama girl' as everyone else describes it. Now, coming back to where I was, I am a very social person and absolutely relish meeting new people. If there's one thing I would change about myself it would be my emotional traits. I usually cry easily and sometimes don't even know what I'm crying about.
My mom and dad are two busy people who can't spare enough time for me at all. They feel that children should be left alone as to develop motor skills and what not. Being a not so loved child, I always craved for my parent's love and affection. Now I've just got used to it. Used to being not equally loved, not equally cherished and not being equal to be crisp. My sibling is Hazel, a 2-year-old baby who is the most precious jewel in front of everyone's eyes. It seems like she enjoys being the most loved child- I mean who won't but like she actually smirks at me whenever mom and dad give her something and not me and I feel like she does it on purpose.
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That Night
Mystery / ThrillerA little girl Sarah always thought that her sister was the most loved child. But this view of hers changed That Night. Read to find what happens, Its Free
