Chapter 1
My name is Bailee Richards. You don't have to call me that though. Maybe something like Useless, that child, good-for-nothing,mistake...etc. would work. I'm not to fond of those names either but it's how I'm addressed at home by my mom and two brothers.
"Hey! loser!"
Oh! how could I have forgot. Loser is another one of my common names.Meet the "twins",Kale and Paul. We are actually triplets,but since I'm the misfit,I'm not included.
"Our mom said that you forgot to clean the bathroom,so no food for 2 days."Paul sneered.
"Shes my mom too. We're triplets. Remember?""and I havent eaten for 3 days already.Could you please get me a piece of bread?"I begged.
"No! And we are in no way related to a spineless insect like you."Kale said as Paul moved in to push me.
I didn't fall. He wasn't going to have the satisfaction of hurting me this time.Angry,The two of them stormed off. I glared at them,wondering what I did to be treated like this.By my own brothers!
Finally! I thought. Safe and alone at last. That was,until I heard my mom's high-heeled footsteps coming from above.
My stomach sunk deeper with each pounding footstep,until my mom was right in front of me.
"What gives you the right to hit my son?"
"WHAT?!?"I wondered.
"Paul and Kale told me everything, you little Heathen!!!" "How dare you!"
Before I could protest, a cold hand hit my face.
I slowly hit the hard,cement floor, feeling cold inside and out.
I pulled myself up slowly,only to hear my mom snicker and walk away.
I waited until she left so I could cry,because if I cried in her prescence,I'd only be made fun of.
My face hurt and I was exausted,so I curled up in my bed looking for any sourcre of warmpth and actaully feel asleep for the first time in a week.
One day down,another couple thousand to go.
