I knew what was coming.

Mike took the whip and threw me on the floor so that i was laying on my stomach. Samuel restricted my movement by placing his feets on my arm. Now I cannot turn.

"Count these bitch and tell the reason" Mike said.

landed on my already sore back, and i cried out loud.

"Reason! " He demanded.

"For being ungrateful" I whimpered.

on my back and i cried.

"For killing my mom" I said

3rd whip

"For killing my Aunt"

4th whip

"For being a burden on you"

5th whip

"For coming in this family" I cried.

Whip after whip and I was stating the reasons.

10th whip

"For being born and not dying" I lastly whimpered.

"Good girl" Samuel smirked satisfied seeing my state and listening my reasons.

"Now go to your room and don't show your face" Mike said kicking me last time on the stomach.

I stood up with my aching body and almost fainted but I know I have to reach my room, sorry not room it is like a store room.

I made way to the store room and looked myself in the spare mirror that's in my so called bedroom.

Slap marks on face, back bleeding through cuts, stomach and ribs a mixture of purple and blue and lastly my twisted ankle which is I guess now swollen.

To be honest I hate myself. I killed my mom, my aunt, my father despised me as to what I have heard, hell I don't even know his name.

But the only thing that is keeping me alive and giving me hope is this pandent. It's my mom's pandent. There's 'AV' engraved on the ring.

My aunt gave me this and told me to keep it safely and secretly. She said it was given by my mom. She made me wear it when I was given to my aunt. I was 1 year old at that time. After that aunt told me that she died because she was injured, probably an accident.

I guess my family hated me other than mom, that's why she gave me to my aunt.

Aunt told me whenever I miss my mom Or stressed or sad, just think that this necklace is sign that there will be a new tomorrow.

I wish I could die but I can't. I can't fail my aunt. She told me never to lose hope.

After swallowing 2 painkillers, I decided to sleep.

I kept the pandent in my hand and tried to sleep, but I could only think of me being a burden. Nobody loves me except Ivan. Nobody wants me. I miss mom even though I didn't see her but I know she loved me. I miss my sunte who protected and raised me all these years. It was a week before my 13th birthday when she went to market to buy me gift and she was met with an accident.

She died and others blamed me for her death, because I was the reason she went out. And this is how I killed my aunt.

I cried and cried and finally slept in hopes to never wake up again.