A Normal Life Is Hard

Sera took a nap with nothing else to do, she woke up quite refreshed, she was hateful towards her body. Looking at the button wondering whether to push it or not, now that she thought about it she seems to have soiled her diaper in her sleep. Like how can this happen, I thought that babies just did this because they weren't potty trained. Guess Like I have no choice then. Push.

In less then a minute's time Abby walked in accompanied by Peter. Peter didn't seem to think I had any intelligence at all, he walked up and said, " Hey Sery, whats wroooong bathroom, hungry, huuug? Isn't it. He picked me up, but he put me down just as fast: " Ewwww, honey, I think she needs to be changed."

" What do you want me to do about it, I changed her last it's your turn," Abby told peter with her arms crossed, she continued by saying, " You have to take some responsibility caring for her." Peter was scared by the thought, however, Sera just thought in her mind, some just do it, this is uncomfortable, but she didn't voice any of her opinions, just waited.

"But... but that's gross," Peter tried to argue which failed horribly, like if you going to try to get out of doing something at least make an excuse. Abigail stood there without letting any of her thoughts show on her face, this was too much pressure for Peter as he started getting all of the supplies needed to clean me up and put a new on me. Sera thought it would be funny to mess with her dad so she said, " Hey mom, your the dominant one in the relationship. Right?"

Peter was shocked about hearing me speak, thinking it was just a fluke or something when I talked, however, when I repeated what I said he blushed intensely. Abigail already had a conversation with me so she wasn't too surprised, probably a little uncomfortable; I could understand this though, What surprised me was with what she said, " Your absolutely right."

Peter was blushing which stopped almost immediately after he started to process how Sera spoke, " How can she speak and comprehend what we're saying? She's too young right. Abigail stared talking as she went to a chair that was right beside Sera's crib: " I have no idea, maybe she learns fast?" she looked at her to see what she to say. Thinking about what would happen if she told her parents what happened to her, but ruled it out because she wanted to forget about her previous life. She would keep her old parents safe in her hear, but she didn't see a reason to keep everything else. A new life, a new start.

" What are you talking about? Am I not normal mom," This response seemed legitimate to them, they seemed content. Peter picked Sera up and started kissing her face. The look that she gave him was one filled with fury. Abigail noticed and put a stop saying that Sera didn't like it. Peter left to go buy groceries, afterward, he would go to work, Looks like I slept longer than I thought.

Abigail picked me up, looked into my eyes:" You stink, that ass didn't change your diaper," She was seething. " You finally noticed?" She took me over to the changing table and finished up the whole process, relatively fast.

"Mom I'm kinda hungry?" she went to grab the baby food, but I said no and adamantly demanded milk. As she started to feed me I raised my hands to squeeze her other nipple, my strength wasn't much with this body and I barely reach that pink bud. I started gumming her breast while screwing around with the other one. She was totally mad. All of this resulted in me never getting to suck on those voluptuous breasts every again. Well, I guess you reap what you sow as they say. But that blushing face was so worth it, is it wrong to be this way towards my mother. hmm... doesn't matter.

...

Sera grew older, she was no longer a baby. She could walk, run sort-of, and do most things on her own. Her parents were a little concerned by how grown up she was, however, in the end, it didn't affect how much they loved her.

When Sera started school, she had a problem; she could not make friends with any of the other kids. Playing with kids who can barely cover their essential needs: eat, use the bathroom, and sleep. So, it was clear why she couldn't make friends and wouldn't make them.

In my early kindergarten, there was a boy who would always follow me around, I felt as if I could never get any time to be alone. Knowing me, I couldn't stand for this, so I plotted to make this boy hate me. This wouldn't be hard, in my opinion, How hard could it be to get rid of this lowly brat.

Harder than I thought. I tried many things; One being, Playing small pranks on him such as getting him in trouble, him getting hurt by many stupid things I would do. However, he never would get the 'hint', even when, he got his teeth knocked out.

"Hey, tom, why do you always follow me.", Sera asked sounding disinterested.

"Your really pretty and you always play those fun games with me.", the boy, Tom, said with a smile that was so innocent; The face with sparkling eyes made you want to praise, the kid and pat his head.

Sera's mind was melting, So when I was trying to make him go away. He thought I was playing? This idiot is a masochist! While Sera was having a breakdown, Tom decided he wanted a hug. Sera felt warm, What's this?

Sera was horrified: "Get the hell off of me!"

"But this is fun", Tom said as he nudged closer.

BANG, WACK, THUMP! With a few quick hits, Tom was on the ground, knocked out cold. Due to the kid being young he woke up before the class was over, recess.

In a stern tone, I said, "You will never touch me again, got it."

"Yes, ma'am", Tom said pitifully.

A memory to be remembered and cherished.

...

Sera was currently ten years old.

The days flew by one after another, it seemed as if Sera had forgotten all about the troubles of a girl called, Mi-Sun...

She couldn't shake all of the trauma of course. However, at this moment she was like a cracked vase with duck tape to keep it from spilling over. This may not sound great, but it was enough.

Her parents had to move last winter sue to Peter's new job. The last place they lived in was an apartment in a high rise building, small and simple, yet had a warm atmosphere. All in all, it was a good place to live.

There new place they were moving into was located right outside a small town; the scenery had a giant pine tree forest that enveloped the entire region. Nearby there were mountains which made this small town very isolated.

Peter went up in the company he worked in when Sera was just born, however, his career took a turn somewhere which led him to oversee a team of explorers. The explorers would delve ruins in search of historical artifacts; at the start, he worked in business management, who knows how he ended up here.

The home was a two-story house that had five bedrooms. Usually, they would never need this much room, but Abigail and Peter wanted to expand the family.

Sera didn't give much thought to whether she wanted a brother or sister if it made her mom and dad happy then she support it. A new baby did concern her in the end but seeing her parents excited expression melted away any of the negative thoughts she would've had.

"Hey, mom what are going to name it.", Sera said with a bit of enthusiasm.

"Your dad was thinking something like Lilith or Gavin, but I don't really like those names.", Abigail said to Sera after Finishing the paragraph in her book." I'm thinking of Lesley if its a boy, and Rae if its a girl;" Abigail went while paying attention to my reactions, "What do you think?".

Sera thought she should give a serious answer since her mom was giving her word weight: "Um... what dad said is good, except for Gavin, though. Lesley is a little unique, I like it. For the girl's name, both are fine, but I like the name Blossom; Out of Rae and Lilith, uhh...I say if you have trouble, combine them, maybe Raelith.", I figured my opinion was pretty good.

Abigail pondered for a few seconds until she came to a conclusion; she called Peter in to talk. I went and played, however, when I came back they were still in the room. When they finally came out, they both seemed happy. I soon learned that they decided to take my advice, for naming, if it would be a boy then Lesley; if a girl then Raelith.

Months came by and it was soon for the delivery of the baby, they found out some time before that the baby was a girl. They seemed somewhat disappointed, they wanted one boy and one girl; they wouldn't be getting a boy unless they had another kid, or adopted which they didn't want to do either. That didn't last too long, they soon were bathing in the happiness of having another kid.

Before long my dad came into the room frantically, he told me that mom was going into labor. We left the house to head to the hospital, mom was already there; she had been in the hospital for a few days since she could be expecting any time now.

Dad held my hand while we rushed into the room that mom was in, we were in luck since the baby wasn't born yet. Personally, I did not want to be in the room and forced to watch at that, what an unbecoming situation.

The little ball of ugliness, she could hardly be called cute, but mom and dad thought she was the most beautiful thing in the world. Pissed me off, to be honest, they have me, don't they? Not that I want there affection or anything. During the birth of Raelith, I couldn't watch. The whole process was too scary, I'm never having kids, nu-uh.

Something has been bothering me for a while, it felt as if there was a force inside of me trying to escape. The pressure, force, I don't know what it is. Whatever it may be, I have a gut feeling that it will be a while before it pushes itself out of me. When I told mom and dad they took me to the hospital but the test they took all said I was healthy. If they say I'm fine, I guess I should wait to see what happens.

On our way home it was only me and dad; mom and the Raelith had to stay in the hospital till tomorrow, to make sure everything was alright. We were in the car and the pressure seemed to get a little worse, I moaned in pain which caused Peter to get worried. I had to reassure him everything was alright:" Dad everything is fine I just had a cramp in my side," he wanted to turn around and go back to the hospital, but I told him once again it was nothing to worry about.

When we got home it was dark outside, with a chill in the air that said winter was approaching not long off into the future, dad said with a jovial tone," Winters coming, It going to snow. You've never seen snow before, that'll be great," In this life, I've never seen snow, we've always lived in a part of the country where it never snowed, the winters were excruciating there if I have a choice I'm never going back.

That night I couldn't sleep, I felt restless which was unlike me, I've always been one of those people who are out within five minutes of lying down. It took around four hours for me to drift into sleep. I wish I didn't though. In my dream I heard screams that were from my mom and dad, they were agonizing screams, of pain and agony.

When I walked closer to them I say my father lying on the floor beheaded with blood caked on the floor. My mother was against the wall crying as a man with a sword gently ran the bluish-black blade down her face. My mother made eye contact with, her eyes told me to run. Raelith who was around three-four years old came walking behind me and asked, " Big sis what's going on," still running the sleep in her eyes.

The man turned towards us he looked at me in the eyes: " Found you Mi-Sun Yeong."