The Usurper

[Beginning of flashback]

I am tired of all this. I know they are my parents, but they are just a couple of human beings with no compassion for anyone. It doesn't matter that I am their daughter, they don't care that they are supporting a freeloader who spends their money on parties. Where is my father's delicate health? I'm not saying he's lying, as I have witnessed it myself, but what about the medical assistance he needs?

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale.

I don't know where they get so much nerve to not deny what they are doing. Are they blind?

But they better not confront me or harm me. From now on, she won't be able to handle me. From now on, she will know the real Gisela. The Gisela who had to face reality, who had to marry to provide for her parents, who almost died in the process, and who has always fought to keep them from suffering.

Where are my real parents?

By not accepting that damn freeloader, they have rejected me, and discarded me like the trash they can pick up and