I feel bad right now, I don’t know how it’s going to go, I just want to tell and relax, letting my emotions out. My story is about my little sister being loved more.
Usually every day my little sister hurts me, beats me, calls me names, talks trash on me. My parents have always loved her more, saying that she is younger and I have to protect her. But I don’t want to do that, and if I don’t do what my sister wants, I’ll feel bad and get it from my grandmother.
It all started in the third grade. The form teacher was taking us for a walk around the school, and my sister was arguing with a boy from my class and he called her names. My sister got used to me defending her, so she complained to me. I went to take care of it. I was small but aggressive and I hit that boy and he went to complain to his classmate. She forbade me to walk on the playground and told me to sit in the corner of the fence (the school was fenced with a fence). The walk, if I’m not mistaken, lasted an hour, and for 40 minutes I sat in tears and looked over the fence. My sister didn’t care, she was out walking, playing, etc. as usual. I, on the other hand, was very offended.
Soon I realized my mistake, and the next time she came and complained to me, I ignored it. At home I was scolded and beaten with a belt for not defending my youngest. No matter what choice I made, it was always my fault. At school my girlfriends always defended only her, even if she started it first. Everyone believed her since she was younger.
She benefits from hurting me because as a punishment they take away my pocket money and give it to her. If I touch her at least one finger she throws a tantrum as if I had beaten her badly. But I am a better student, I draw and sing, anyway, everyone considers me bad, and everyone loves this bum, because she is the smallest in the class and my grandmother has punished me more than once because of her. I live without my dad, with my mom’s grandmother and my sister, and my grandmother wants to send me to my father, who drinks because I always hurt her beloved granddaughter.
Only my cat understands me, he is the only one who listens only to me and sleeps only with me. The others sincerely hate him because he doesn’t let them pet him and hisses, but he is kind to me. The only one in this miserable world.
