Being an outcast

Maybe i could be wrong...

I don't know why but since young, I've always felt like an outcast to my family. and to be honest, I didn't like that feeling. But well I might have deserved that feeling.
I remember when I was five I bit my cousin and my mom scolded me. When I was six or seven, I got a letter from Santa saying I've been a naughty girl but at that age I knew Santa wasn't real. And I gave the letter to let my mom see... "well you are a naughty girl" my mom said in a teasing tone. I was super pissed I went back to my room and slammed the door shut.
When I got back my grades my dad will always say "why can't you be more like your second brother?" Well sorry for not being good at grades. At that time I really hated Chinese math science so I practically failed them I almost retained for another year!i was angry cause my second brother always gets the limelight in my family. I always wondered do they really love me or do they regret having me? some people usually said that the first ad the last child are ways the bad kids and the middle one are the good kids. I was often hurt by those words. However I could be wrong......
I got a hamster named hammy on my 13th birthday from my mom. A volley ball from my dad. And we even went for a sushi buffet at IMM there, my two elder brothers got me a new iPhone 5c in my favorite color green they got my a pair of earpieces too! at that time I was really confused do they love me or do they hate me?
THIS IS A RANDOM STORY BY A RANDOM GIRL NAMED GWEN SORRY IF YOU DIDN'T LIKE IT 😓