Rosaline locked herself in her room and surveyed it carefully.
She slowly swept her eyes on each item in the room.
Fragments of her childhood played in her mind like a movie on a reel.
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‘Mom, Dad! I got the first prize on an interstate quiz for primary level.’
‘For next time, try winning fair and square rather than begging Tina to drop out of it. It’s okay to fail, but you can’t succeed by stepping over your sister.’
‘Mom, I did not ask her to drop out. She got disqualified from the selection.’
‘Don’t slander your sister. She already told us the truth. The poor girl was crying but still tried to protect you. Yet you slander her like this.’
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‘Mom, I was selected for a piano competition.’
‘Well, that’s good enough considering your standards. Tina would have won it if she had not injured her fingers while playing with you.’
‘Mom, she has not injured her fingers. It was painted and not bruised.’
‘You are getting more and more out of hand. Why do you always have to hurt your
