Part I

The year 1998.

"Life and death, both are pretty unavoidable isn't that true? That's exactly how I feel about my life, I won the race against millions of sperms but lost against humanity. This all started when my parents fell in love with each other and it was so deep that they have four children now. I am their eldest daughter, Anne Elizabeth, age four years, and already tired of this fucked up world. My parent's story is really interesting, my dad became a billionaire from a homeless child after my bitchass grandma Linda Smith remarried with Smith real estate empire's sole owner Mr. Smith. Later our 'prince charming fell in love with the pauper' ran away from his arranged marriage, persuaded my stubborn mother, and had four children by mistake. The End."

Angela : (she rubs her eyes pouting as she looks at me while hugging her favorite teddy bear) Sis…what type of bedtime story is this?...(pouts) you destroyed my sleep….

Me: You only asked me to tell you how our parents met…(sighs) Nevermind let me tell you the story of a prince and his princess. (I said with an emotionless face)

"Sometimes I wonder, why is my sister so childish, but she is too cute and I love protecting her". My sharp deep blue eyes were full of love for my twin sister, my skin was pale white easy for sun burns, my weight was less than necessary, height was taller than other children of my age, facial features were more of a boy than a girl, I had fang like teeth, dark brown wavy hair cut into boy-cut, a dull cold expression, mostly described as an 'Ogre' by adults and children.

Angela: Sis….don't you think prince charming is so awesome? They always save the princess, I also want a prince charming in my life. (Yawns as she hugs me)

Me: If you wait for someone to save you, you will get fucked up, instead of waiting I would rather like to be dependent on myself. And prince charming doesn't exist in real life, they're just stories made to fool children like you. (Sighs)

Angela: We are of the same age remember? We're twins, you're a child as well. (Pouts)

Me: Just sleep, or else don't expect me to accompany you at night ever again. You can only cry alone when scared. (Smirks)

Angela: Mean. (Shuts her eyes close as she falls asleep)

Me : (kisses her forehead) Goodnight.

'Am I, even considered a child? Then why does everyone treats me as a mistake who shouldn't have been born including my father, sometimes I wonder if I was adopted, but then again that's not logical. They treat Angela as a princess while am just someone unwanted. Am I jealous of her? What nonsense, she is my beloved sister whom I need to protect dearly.'

My train of thought gets disturbed as I soon found myself sleeping soundly beside Angela. The next day our sweet dreams get broken by our Mother's shouts as she tells us to get ready for school while she was preparing our breakfast. I got out of Angela's room and went downstairs only to find my siblings standing outside as King bang the door cursing in American English. While Leo frowns and lectures him. Who told my parents to have 4 children and only one bathroom for us? They don't even allow us inside their room. I walked up to them greeting my twin elder brothers who smiled at me sweetly.

Leo: Good Morning Anne. (Pats my head)

King: Morning Anne. (Kicks the bathroom door as an angry voice was heard from inside)

Angela: Momma! Dadda! Anne Sis! King bro is disturbing my grooming time! (Says like a spoiled child)

Me : (I frowned at King pissed at his behavior) Behave. (Just a word made him shiver as he backed off)

Angela walks out of the bathroom wearing her towel as she ran off to the kitchen so that Mom can dress her up, we stared at each other, then at the open door unable to decide who should be the next one in line. My brothers looked like they were ready to brawl as I sighed then suggested that they should decide by playing stone, paper, scissors to which they both agreed. While they were busy in the competition, I slipped into the bathroom for a bath.

King: But you didn't even participate! (He protested)

Me: I was never interested in childish games. (I said while slamming the door in their faces).

Leo: Tricked us as usual. (Frowns)

After a warm bath, I wore my pants with straps over a white shirt, buttoned up to my collar button, brushed my short boyish hair, and covered my head with a deerstalker cap. Then walked out of the bathroom neat and polished as Leo walked in after me. Grabbing bread from the plate, I picked up my school bag and rejoined my sister outside the house. Was my face gloomy? I don't know, and neither do I care. School isn't a place for me that's for sure.

Anna: (my mom frowned looking at my facial expression, she was concerned yet sounded a bit rude due to her habit of comparing me with Angela, Why can't she just accept me for who I am) Anne, why are you so gloomy early in the morning? Look at Angela, why can't you be a bit more excited like her? (She signs) Anyways Anne, take care of your little sister and don't forget to eat your tiffin. And Angela, look after Anne, she doesn't have any friends so make sure you two stick together because that's what good siblings are supposed to do. (She smiles warmly but I hate the fact that she dumps her ideal siblings' dreams on us, just because she failed to be a good elder sister)

Angela : (holds my hand) Don't worry momma! I will take care of Sis!  

Anna : (laughs) Alright, take care both of you.

Before I realized it, Angela was already dragging me toward our kindergarten. Unlike me, Angela was always an overexcited, emotional, and innocent child, she is pure and cute, like an 'angel' that's how her name was selected, Angela the angel, my father's angel, while in my father's eyes, am nothing but an extra mouth to feed and a devil that shouldn't have been born. As we walked, I noticed her staring at the sky, happily blushing due to excitement. Angela and I are fraternal twin, while I took more after my father's physical appearance, she is the only one among the Elizabeth siblings who looks more like mother and maternal grandmother, wavy dark brown hair, brownish eyes, shorter height than mine, round eye. As we walked, I noticed her staring at the sky, happily blushing due to excitement.

Angela: Sis! (She says excitedly) Isn't the sky gorgeous?! (Her eyes sparkles as she spoke)

Anne: Yea, I guess. (Sighs)

Angela: Sis, did you ever wonder who painted clouds? (Her voice sounded as innocent and curious as her question itself)

Anne: P-Painted….? No….they aren't painted, clouds are created when water vapor, turns into liquid water droplets. These water droplets form on tiny particles, like dust, that are floating in the air. (I looked at her confused face as she blinked blankly) Y-Yes I also wonder who painted it….(I thought in my mind that there is no point in explaining it to her)

Angela: Right! And even the blue sky, looks like a masterpiece of a great painter! (She grins with excitement)

Anne: (I ignored most of her babblings out of frustration) The blue sky is a result of Rayleigh Scatter- never mind, you carry on. (I sighed as I felt low energy even though we haven't even reached school yet)

She was about to say something when her friends called her from behind as she looked back three excited bitches run in her direction pushing me away they hugged her smiling brightly while treating me as air. Did I mention, that Angela is really popular in our school? She is like a social butterfly, while I am mostly invisible…why does everyone hate me?...

Girl 1: Angela! Let's go to school together, please. (Makes puppy eyes)

Angela : (hesitates as she looks at me) But….I was going with my sister….

Girl 2: Please, Angela! Aren't we, your friends? You only care about your sister… (pouts)

'Why do you make it sound like a disgusting thing to care about family?'

I found her feeling nervous about the idea as she looked at me a bit guilty as I sighed.

Me: Go, don't worry about me. (I looked at her least bothered about the situation)

Angela: But- (still feeling guilty)

Me: I will be fine, don't worry. (I reassured her)

Angela: I will be waiting for you at school then! (grins as she gets pulled away by her friends)

As soon as she left, I started hearing voices again, 'they're discussing me, least bothered that I can hear them.' Why can't they leave me alone? Why do I need to suffer just because of my father's stupidity? Why everyone blames my mother when it was my father that choose to run away from his home like a coward? Love? What does that stupid feeling is glorified when love only makes you and others suffer…if there was no love…

"Bastard" "Her mother is a mistress" "look at her eyes, she looks like a demon" "I heard she is devil's daughter, she even has fangs" "bad luck" "can't believe that I saw a black cat early in the morning" "keep the children away from her, she is a bad influence" "how can one sister be an angel and another devil?" "her mother is a slut who seduced someone else's fiancé" "I heard their father left them" "emotionless monster" "I heard that she can't even cry" "ever heard the way she talks? How can a four-year-old child talk like an adult? She must be possessed by a demon!" "she should die"

My eyes looked at them nervously, 'I am scared', and my legs felt weak, I wanted to fight back but instead, I lowered my cap till it was hiding my eyes as if a person guilty of crimes, then lowering my head, I covered my ears with my hands tightly, and started running towards my school trying my best to avoid those voices as they started fainting slowly but gradually. My heart raced fast as if I felt like it will pop out of my chest, my adrenaline rushed, warning me of unknown fear, grown-ups are scary, they love trash-talking and judging others, cause they hate their own life, and feel that mocking others will somehow solve their own problems…they never think about the consequences of their own actions, and I hate it, I hate grown-ups, and what I hate more, is that one day, I will be a grown-up as well…will I turn into a coward at that time?... I hate it so much….

I was near the school gate when someone punched me hard across my face throwing me at some distance as blood runs down my nose, there was a ringing sound in my ears, my sight felt a bit blurry, and my head got dizzy while I tried to get myself together, there was now a missing tooth in my mouth which I spit out as I stood up wiping my nose with a handkerchief staring at my attacker's face with no sign of fear. Initially, I used to tremble in fear, crying for mercy, but soon I realized, crying doesn't take you anywhere, it's just an unnecessary emotion that makes your bully think, that they are winning. Anger, fear, and tears, are all part of those negative emotions that give others a sense of superiority, you may think, begging your bullies for mercy will make them leave you alone, rather it's quite the opposite, the more you fear them, the more they will want to suppress you, bullies are nothing but pathetic losers who think they are powerful until someone else overpowers them in their own game. Soon my tears dried up, and I start forgetting how to show fear, it's not like I don't know how to, but it's because I started to forcefully suppress them, sometimes I feel like my brain will blast due to all the mixed emotions bundled up inside me.

By the way, let me introduce them, their leader who just punched me, his name is Masao, a high school student who is more than 10 years older than me, he and his gang run a terror business in this locality, delinquents who are rather suited to be in jail rather than roaming around freely. They bully our kindergarten children every day, the range of bullying varies from snatching tiffin box to beating children till they beg for mercy, and guess what, I am their favorite target, each day they just walk up to me and hit me for absolutely no reason, but our fucker teachers always blame me for fighting…cowards….they only know how to bully helpless people. They get so much courage just because the teachers of my school are scared of them… "disgusting".

Me: Sorry, but I am getting late, so move out of my way. (I said in a low cold tone)

Seriously, I hate all these, even though I try to avoid conflicts, conflicts love me, I just need some peace in my life but no, trouble is like my soulmate always poking its nose in my business. Instead of moving, they surrounded me, Masao folded his arms, looking down at me, as he bent forward to be the same level as me, glaring at my courage.

Masao: Beg me, I may let you go if you please me with your begging-for-mercy style. (Smirks) or else. (Signals his friends as two of them grab me from behind forcing me to kneel as I glare at the leader not even bothered to struggle) This bitch. I will pull your eyes off! (he kicks me aiming at my abdomen as spit comes out of my mouth due to pain, I trembled as I felt weak over my thighs) Such a sight. (he snickers as he watches me struggle to free myself as he slapped me hard across my cheek just to watch my reaction)

Me : (I bite my lower lip feeling a burning sensation over my cheek and the kick pain over my abdomen, but I continue to look at him in his eyes to show that I don't fear a pathetic loser) Let go, I don't have time to waste….

'I spoke with difficulty but my words provoked him even more by now a crowd has gathered on the street as they watched us but no one dared to go against these hooligans, after all, everyone is afraid of power isn't it? Pathetic'

He spits at my face as he takes out a pocket knife, parents covered the eyes of their children and dragged them away, no one wanting to get involved in other's business. He gave me a murderous look while pressing the sharp end of his knife against my cheek a small cut appeared while blood drop rolls down towards my chin.

Masao: I feel like making you blind. (Frowns still holding the knife as sweat drops form on my forehead)

Guy 1: Boss, don't, if something happens we will face consequences. Instead, why don't we beat her up till she can't walk?

Masao: Agh, whatever you feel like. (Puts the knife back in his pocket) I am getting bored. (Picking up my bag he opened the chain while his sidekicks continued to beat me he turned my bag upside down letting my stuff fall on the road as he grabbed my lunchbox and then called out his two mates) Let's go. (Saying this he starts walking off as his sidekicks follow)

By the time they finished torturing me, my sleeves were ripped off and I have bruises and blood here and there on my body as I start hearing those voices yet again.

'Emotionless Monster' 'I couldn't even hear her scream after getting beaten' 'Poor girl 'Don't let your children play with her, she is a bad influence'

They continued discussing among themselves as I picked up my stuff putting them inside my bag. "Humans are heartless, they just love gossip and backbitch about others, they'll show you pity but will hardly help you, they just want juicy topics, truth doesn't even matter to them."

But, do you wanna know, how Masao and his gang could attack or bully children easily and knows exactly when their targets are near the school premises?  Let me tell you, Shin, he is a boy around my age, there was a time when Shin was their prime target before their focus turned towards me. Shin, that bloody stalker, became their sidekick after begging them like a coward to take him in, just to escape from getting bullied. Now he is their informant, he stalks the target children each day and lets Masao know when to attack. Then he comes to console those victims making them his 'friends' and forces them to take part in the terror business and be a pussy like him. As soon as Masao and his gang left the spot, Shin walks up to me, he was hiding nearby the whole time, waiting for his chance, he lives in my neighborhood making it easier for him to keep an eye on me, maybe he is the reason why Masao has recently increased bullying me. Bullies are disgusting, but those who encourage bullies and lick their butts are even more disgusting.

Shin : (he touches my swollen eye softly) That must hurt a lot, wish I had a first aid kit with me, don't worry, I will take you to the nurse's office. Am sure you will be fine. (He smiles brightly to my utter disgust)

As he was about to pick up my textbook, I slapped his hand snatching the book away and placing it inside my bag.

Me: Heh, no need for fake concerns after everything is done, you were watching it hiding behind the crowd. (By now the large crowd which gathered to grab some entertainment have already left to resume with their respective work leaving both of us behind as I stood up on my feet carrying my bag)

Shin: I…uh…(hesitates)

Me: No need to explain, I don't want to waste my time on pussy cats, just for the last time I am reminding you, I, Anne Elizabeth, will never lower my head in front of some scumbags! (Saying this I walked off towards the school)

Shin : (mind) You will surely regret this. (He clenches his first angrily)

To be continued....