POV: Debbie
Oh gees, how did I get to this point in my life. In all my life, all I know is to work hard for the family who had pity on me when I was four years old and had no one to care for me. But guess what, life had something different for me I can't even fathom. I remember when my foster parents saw me on the street, my foster dad who is called James and mum, Leticia were so loving towards me and I couldn't wish for more. Not until exactly a year after, my foster mother gave birth to Angela then my mum stopped caring for me. I loved Angela and did everything for her but she never saw my effort nor accorded any respect to me. She knew I wasn't part of the family so she do anything and talk anyhow she want with me but I never blamed her because if I wasn't abandoned by my own parents, I wouldn't be here for all this ill treatment. On top of it, her mother support her and encourage her to mistreat me. Only my foster dad that care and love me no matter what.
What hurt me the most is that, my foster mother deprived me from anything called happiness since she gave birth to Angela. She turns me to a slave anytime my foster dad will travel for business. She will ask the maids to go on leave until my dad comes. Angela and I attend the same college and I'll complete two months before my birthday and Angela has two more years to complete. My foster mother will not allow me take car to school but I'll walk all the way from home to school. By the time I'll reach school, time is already against me and I'm late. Beatrice who's my class mate and in charge for punctuality never misses the chance to punish me anytime I'm late. She never allow me to give her my reasons for being late.
Beatrice has much hate for me that I don't understand, what could be the reason I thought to myself💭💭.
I now understand why Beatrice hate me with all her being. Because of a man I don't even give a damn about, she hates me, that's her problem though. I just want to complete school and get out of this storm of a life.