A Humble Abode

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I'm a teenager female by the way I'm mixed race, since my dad is a white man and my mom is a black women, yeah cute right... Light skinned and grey eyes.
My name is Lorraine Edwards
My mother's name is Cindy Maboste
My dad's name is David Edwards
My 10yr old younger sister is Michelle
My 2yr old younger sister is Elizabeth

Lorraine's POV

I live with my parents and my 2younger sisters
I'm from Africa and I'm currently studying psychology.
Nobody forced me to do psychology I just decided to participate.
I'm lonely
I'm sad but I try to stay happy to keep my self positive
And yes I'm suicidal .. I know I sound crazy but pain is unbearable

My entire life I depended on friends and family but I was wrong family end's with ily-(I love you) and friend finishes off with an (end)

I don't think anything in family talk's about love, family just hurted me the most to my phsyco mother to my dad Who's never home . With me not even getting a chance to study for 2hours..

I'm always babysitting 2 of my younger sisters and yes I'm babysitting a 11year old person who has a much greater attitude than me, she steaks from me and takes advantage of her being the favorite daughter amongst us three. I almost had a little brother but he passed away long before I reached my toddler age, so I pretty much don't remember anything.

I'm a slave in my own house that's what I get for being an African girl,  my mother's a house wife who does nothing but sleep and wake up to yell at me and my siblings, for the mistakes my younger sisters do all the time it doesn't matter anyways...

While I'm still complaining about my family..I can't even love myself or even glance at my face on the mirror honey I'm living because God has kept me.

I had friends my entire primary life but we all went our separate ways for high School it was heart breaking but I had to grow up and be a young lady who's personally a disgusting introvert who's hated by everyone...

While I was stuck in my complaining and in pain...a voice called from the outside of my room "shit" ( I thought out loud )

"Here we go again"

Cindy's pov (her mom )

I was in the kitchen lazing out while thinking on what to put a blame on my stupid daughter Lorraine she's so useless I think Imma leave her since her dad is always gone and comes back whenever he wants to accuse me of cheating ..what a b*tch he's so annoying he really doesn't know that I know he has a side chick manupilative motherf*cker...

Well let me rush upstairs and call for that useless piece off nothing to cook, I'm sleepy
But as I walked upstairs I wondered what she was doing so I just peeked my eye through the door locker damn the key is on the damn door..

"Lorraine get out of that room of yours and cook for us hurry I'm hungry !!! "

I just screamed at her just too feel like a mom since she deserves it.. she didn't answer...

"Lorraine get down here before I come with a wooden spoon up your ass you little witch"

STILL.NO.ANSWER

Imma show her who I am!!

Lorraine's POV

I heard her screaming right next to the door

"Lorraine get out of that  room of yours and cook for us hurry I'm hungry"

but I didn't care I was so tired and stressed... I'm still crying I just need space and time to breathe I'm still young there's so much on my mind, and being a teenager is not easy why can't she understand just for once...

I have no boyfriend
I have no real friends
I have nothing but electronic devices that get me in trouble with my crazy mother...can life get any better?

She screamed for the second time

"Lorraine get down here before I come with a wooden spoon up your butt"

I just sat there smiling to myself and crying while replaying every single thing that has happened in my life

Bad and good things...):






Author's note++
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