Fifty Six

“Come on, big sister! Join us! I promise it’s fun there, and it’s not like it happens often. I just turned legal age a week ago, and I even rushed to get an ID just to get into the bar! Let’s go!”

This jerk doesn’t know how to have fun; all she wants is to act like a perfect daughter in front of Dad. I won’t let that happen again and again. If she’s gone, my life will be better. Dad will only look at me. He won’t compare me to anyone because I’ll be the only one left.

I’m so sick of being compared. My mom was a dancer in a bar, maybe that’s why my dad got her pregnant and didn’t take responsibility. She became a drug addict, and now she left me with my dad. She said he’s rich and promised I could go to school if I went with her. I went because I dream of studying, but then she left me there.

“Alex, Dad will scold us if we come home drunk! And I have an exam tomorrow; I can’t go with a hangover, it’s my finals tomorrow.” She insists and really doesn’t want to leave her room.

I came