My parents forced me to take the fall and go to prison for my sister. They spat their words like knives: “You’re trash. You’re ugly. Raven wouldn’t survive without us.” Then came the final order—“Do your duty as the older sister.” In that moment, something inside me died. I realized I no longer had a family. I had only myself. And for the first time, I chose to live for me—and teach them a lesson they would never forget.
no support system. And there was a part of me that kept thinking if I just tried harder, did better, prove myself somehow, they’d finally see me.
And tonight, tonight, I finally understood they’ll never see me, not the way I needed them, too. I met her eyes directly. They looked at me and saw someone disposable. So, I’m disposing of them instead. After continue reading …
