This story is only base on my imagination, you are going to find so many error.
Emily Brock's Pov
I'm Emily, am in my finer year in college as a medical doctor. Am love by my family's and friends or so I think. am 21 years old, I have a senior sister, I know she isn't that happy with me, because I was given all the attention.
My parents love me the most or so I think, and my grandparents also love me, because am a brilliant, intelligent and obedient person. I always do what my parents ask me to do.
my sister is jealous of my life style while am jealous of hers. she got to do whatever she want without anyone paying attention to her, she got to make her choice, while I was given mine, I got know right to chose what I want. Why? I always ask myself that very question. but it simple, my parents got to show me off.
Today is Saturday, every Saturday night, my mother always have this specific gathering. with her friends, they will have the opportunity to also bring their daughter, to this gathering.
I'm already use to it, everyone want to befriend me, because of who I am. But to me, am just a nobody, am my parents puppet.
The gathering is going on and everyone is quite having fun, some other kids are just like me. being forced to do what they don't want. I see my sister from afar, I see that as an opportunity to leave.
Excuse me, I said, and went to meet my sister, who seem to be going out. Good evening sis. What the matter, are you here to embarrass me or what, she said irritated. have never for once embarrassed my sister, I know what she mean, if our parents should see us together, she will be the one at fought.
Sis, am really sorry I just want to get away from them. then don't use me as an excuse, she said and walk away.
Sorry sis, I said before walking away. She thinks I got to enjoy all that was supposed to be hers. It was a hell for me instead of a life. I got known friends to talk to. You see all this girls my age, most of them are just like their Mother's. When the party is over. mom am going inside, I said. Oh! My baby must have being tired, sorry about that, go freshing up, and have a good night sleep, she said dismissively.
she isn't suppose to be a mother, I knew she never melt that sorry she said, I always heard from my course mate, that a mother is like your best friend, a mother understands her kids the most.
have never seen my parents care, when I have a fever, I look after myself, I can't eat what I want, I can't wear the clothes I want, they make me wear reviewing clothes, I always feel exposed. I know am a beauty, but, they make me hate this face of mine. I have blue eyes and a pointed nose and red lips. it just useless to me.
I went into my room, freshing up and lay down, I wasn't even feeling sleepy. I have so many friends but they aren't around me because of who I am, they all aren't around me because of me. I weep, before going to bed that night, I always weep before going to bed, it a rooting for me.
the next morning, when I wake up, I freshing up before going downstairs. Good morning mom, morning Dad, My baby girl is here my dad said. I just smile and sit down at the dining table.