Year 1640
It was Lovely morning, the birds were chirping sitting on a tree. I was sitting beside the window and enjoying the lovely view. Suddenly I heard the scream of my mom, it sounded really painful. I didn't waste a second to check on my mom. I ran out of my room and saw my mom lying on ground. She was bleeding I was so scared, my little mind couldn't process what was happening, I ran to her and I saw a knife stabbed in her stomach, so i grabbed the knife and pulled it, my mom led out a painful scream, i was crying my vision was blurry, my mind couldnt think of anything. I asked my mom how did this happen, she mumbled while groaning in pain "...listen dear..stay strong ddont let you hha anyone ..br ea k yoou.. you have tto s ur..vive this cruel world with..bra very, now ..promise me child that y ou will" this whole time i was listening and crying then i cried out and said " I promise mother but now tell me who did this?" Before my mother could reply she took her last break and then I heard my father saying " whats on mother earth happened here? You killed her you monster" he said those words with so much hatred and pain his eyes were red but I cant believe he accused me of killing my own mother I cried out" NOO I DIDNT KILL MY MOTHER WHY WOULD I? I Know you never liked me but please..dont accuse me of such thing." I sobbed " then why holding the knife child, do you think I'm a fool you brat'" he shouted at me. Then i looked at my hand, was holding the knife that covered by blood so that's why my hopes are now gone i lost both my parents, i have always tried to impress my father, he always hated me for being a girl, he always wanted a son but I cant change the past so i used to be obedient, did what my father told me to do, because I had that little hope in my mind that he will someday love me and accept me for who Im and today i lost that hope too. I was feeling broken from inside.
But i tried to explain but before i could he grabbed bunch of my hair and pulled me to the room and threw me on the ground, i groaned in pain and i saw him taking the whip from the drawer " no please.. father i didn't do it you must believe me" I cried. " You Bitch dare to lie to me let me teach you some lesson" with that he started striking me for 10 times, my body felt numb, it was burning with pain. I lied there unconscious,couldnt move any parts of my body. " be glad I didnt kill you, Bitch. like mother like daughter" grabbing my hair he said in a raspy voice then jerked me backward and hit something hard with my head.
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I cried out and woke up, I always have this nightmare of my childhood, back then I was only 6 and i was traumatized for what happened. It's been 8 years of my life since that incident happened. " INGRIIIID, YOU SLUT COME DOWN THIS INSTANT OR ELSE I WILL POUR HOT BOILING WATER ON YOU" my stepmother screamed from downstair so I hurried down changing into my old maid dress it was torn with rags so stitched it many times and looks really dirty for using it for 7 years. My father married Jean right after 1 week of my mother's death, now they have a son and a daughter and another son from her previous marriage. She was a divorcee and had a great scandal in society.
I was so wrong for thinking my father loved my mother very much but sadly he's no different than other men in this society. He always cherished my mother with love and affection, my mother was a very elegant woman, she was soft, kind hearted and was a very patient woman indeed. People said I went after my mother in many ways I had her emerald green eyes, cream skin tone, midnight black hair flowed down her hips, strawberry sweet lips, they were blossom soft and small sculptured figure.
I appeared in front of Jean, she was sitting on the sofa crossing her legs over another reading a book. " so finally princess decided to show her glowing ugly face, are you done whoring in the bedroom?" I looked down at the ground I wasn't allowed to look in her eyes I remember 8 years ago she forced me to lick her dirty shoe, she didn't spare me even after pleading so much. I couldn't stop puking the whole night, I felt so sick so from then I always look down while speaking to her unless she says so. I mumbled "Sorry mother I slept at late night so I couldn't wake up early, hope you can forgive me this time" She laughed " alright I will as I'm in a good mood today so why don't you prepare the breakfast and then the lunch, Im having my best friend coming over in the afternoon, ...now now don't waste time HURRY AND WORK FAST SLUT" she spat the last word at my face.
She was in her mid twenties with raven black hair, olive skin, dark brown eyes and a small figure. She always had her cleavage shown in front of other men which is inappropriate in the society but my father says nothing. When my mother by mistake didn't cover her chest properly in front of another man my father hit my mother really badly, now that i know my father he actually used to look for chances to hit my mom and still now i don't know who dared to kill my mother but i suspect it might be Jean as i got to know they were in an affair while my mother was alive how improper. Some tears left my eyes I wiped it with the back of my hand and started making breakfast in the kitchen.
" hello Ingrid morning, late at making breakfast father won't be happy" saying that she deliberately dropped the teapot from the stove on the ground, i wasn't shocked because its not something new my half sister and her mother always made my life living very difficult. I never had a peaceful day in these 8 years and now im 14 but I can't give up on the promise i made to my mother and I will surely find the killer of my mother. While thinking this I heard.." Good luck Sis making a good breakfast" said in a mocking tone while leaving the kitchen.
I know why she did this....