Since I was little, I always felt labeled as mean by others. But what does being mean really mean to them?

I could play the girl who questions the reasons for their antipathy towards me. However, I already know the answer.

I am aware that my jokes don't make anyone laugh, especially not my parents. But honestly, they should relax a little. In fact, my jokes make everyone laugh except my parents.

In a world where the law of the strongest prevails, I had to learn to become the strongest.

When someone hits me, I hit back harder. When someone tries to put me down, I respond with increased intensity. When someone tries to remove me from my position, I counterattack with relentless ferocity. I could make someone's life hell without even lifting a finger.

After all, you don't come knocking on the devil's door without suffering the consequences.

Besides, everyone knows me and calls me the devil. I am a poison of extreme toxic concentration.

Suddenly I hear my mother screaming my name

- NEERI!

For once I haven't done anything, I sigh as I go down the stairs.

-What's going on?, I asked, already annoyed.

As I enter the living room, I notice that the whole family is gathered.

-Interesting, I murmur in a low voice, knowing that my presence is sure to create a certain unease among certain members of the family, which makes me laugh softly.

But what exasperates me even more is the announcement of the arrival of a stranger in our family. My mean and possessive nature categorically refuses to see this man appropriate what belongs to me, this family. This is why I am issuing a threat to my entire family.

-If this individual even dares to set foot in this house, I will personally ensure that he regrets his intrusion, and I will not leave anyone outside of this sanction, not even you, I said in an icy tone my eyes emitting sparks of determination.

The whole family looks at each other with a certain hesitation, each seeming to weigh the words to say. Finally, it's my mother who breaks the silence.

-Neeri, you know that annulment of marriage is not possible. The dowry has already been paid and arrangements have been made. We can't go back now, she explains in a stern voice.

I frown, my frustration rising a notch.

-No way! I categorically refuse to allow a stranger to come into our family and ruin everything. If you don't do something, then I'll do it myself, I replied with icy determination.

My mother's look reflects both worry and disappointment.

-Neeri, we understand that you are upset, but that does not give you the right to threaten your own family like this. We need to find a way to handle this situation in a civilized and responsible manner, she said trying to calm the tension.

But my anger only intensified.

-I will not let this man ruin our family. If you don't do anything, I will find a way to stop it no matter the consequences, I declare with growing malice.

The heavy silence that follows is interrupted by the sound of my footsteps echoing on the floor as I leave the room, leaving my family behind in a state of fear.

If you don't know Neeri, it's because you sleep six feet underground.