Full of Hate

Michael's POV

It was a day like any other. The air was bland, the skies were cloudy but yet everything felt so lifeless. Who would have known that everything was about to change in a manner of a few hours?

Like any other day, I walked on the pavement to delay my return to a place I was forced to call home. I knew whatever was waiting for me in that household was bound to be a nightmare, just like always. I saw my little half sister, who was like two years younger than me chirping off to our house along with her friends. 

Oh, how I envied her. We belonged to the same household and yet we lived worlds apart. She lived in a warm,  loving, comfortable house where she was always cherished by everyone. Me? I was like a parasite but who was banished to the basement. I could literally sense the amount of disgust they have for me to my bones.