LOGINOnce, I was their princess. And then Kylee showed up. Having been in the foster system the majority of her childhood, my parents treated her like a charity case and gave her everything. At 13 years old, Kylee was adopted. Then the "accidents" started happening. Kylee would be walking past me and would suddenly fall over. "Oh, Mom! Sarah didn't mean it! Shes just having a hard time adjusting to her new sister!" Eventually, her little accusations turned into straight out bullying and, well, I'm sure you can figure out the rest. I did my best to ignore Kylee. I got a job as early as the law would allow. I saved my money. I got the best grades in school, becoming the class valedictorian. My parents didn't notice, though. They were too busy playing into Kylee's 5-year-long pity party. Don't worry, though. Soon I'll be gone to Harvard and you can have the happy family you wanted. I don't need you, anyways.
View MoreThat day, I walked out of the venue unnoticed while everyone had sat there shocked and covered in cake. I spent my summer with the Harlands, who helped me to open up my own bank account to put away all the money I had earned. There were quite a few more zeroes than I had thought there would be, and I had the feeling that they had added some funds to it, but I took the money with grace. The Harland family was the closest thing to a family that I’d had, and they even flew with me to find my own place and get settled in. Their final gift to me was the car that I had been denied along with driving lessons. They were going well, although I terrified the heck out of my teacher. When the semester started, I poured myself into my studies, focusing on all of the classes that I knew were going to be hard. Although I didn’t need to get a job, I picked one up anyways. It was at a little café around the corner of the place I had gotten near the school. A lot of people I went to class with st
Our parents had set up a grand party at an event center that they owned. It had been decorated in various shades of pinks that had been chosen by Kylee. I was only there because I needed to be by default. There was no doubt that this had been turned into Kylee’s day, not mine. There were pink flowers everywhere. Round tables were adorned with sparkly white tablecloths that had pastel pink table settings with vivid floral centerpieces. The entire class had been invited, and the majority of them were all showing up not just for Kylee, but for the glitz and glam of the whole thing. Mom and dad had made sure that a sound system was set up with all of Kylee’s favorite music. There were video monitors set up to show pictures and videos of Kylee as she grew up. The crew had gotten everything set up. There was only one thing missing. I reached into my dress and pulled out a thumb drive from between my breasts. Opening the files for the slideshow, I inserted a file and found myself a cor
My graduating class sat next to the stage, pumped and ready for the ceremony to start. Everyone sat there conversing with one another. The main topic of the chatter was who might the mystery valedictorian be. I smiled to myself, knowing that they were all about to be surprised. The opening ceremony started, and Mr. Cunningham took his place at the stage. He gave his commencement speech, and then moved on to introducing me. “This years valedictorian has shown what hard work and dedication is all about. Despite facing an unusual amount of stress from both her family and her peers, this student has shown what it takes to persevere and come out on top. She has already been accepted into a pristine university with a full ride scholarship, and I couldn’t be more proud of this student. I now introduce your Senior Class valedictorian. Ms. Sarah Lewiston. The crowd gasped as I stood up. The echoes of my heels clacking on the ground were the only thing that anyone could hear as I took my p
It couldn’t come fast enough. Not only was today my graduation day, but it was also my birthday. Ever since Kylee had moved in, she had made sure that I got into enough trouble to ruin my day. My parents had all but forgotten that it was also my birthday. “A rotten child doesn’t deserve to be put on a pedestal and celebrated.” My mother had said every year. I didn’t even get so much as a birthday cake anymore. Not that I had anybody to share one with anyways. The seniors had received the day off to prepare for the ceremony. I was at my desk at Harland International. My parents and I had gotten into a shouting match when I got home about me working there, and for once, my dad had managed to argue himself into a corner. In the end, I told him that I was about to be an adult, and I wasn’t going to quit, regardless of what he “ordered” me to do. It was nearing the end of the day when Mrs. Harland came in with a garment bag and handed it to me. “I may not have been able to get you
“I need you to try a few things on for me.” Mrs. Harland said. “Now, I know that your parents aren’t going to be getting you anything proper to wear for your graduation day. So I’m going to do it for you. You’re also going to need a few nice things to take with you to Harvard if you’re going to loo
A fan hummed quietly in our principal, Mr. Cunningham’s office as I sat across from him at his desk. “I’ve reviewed your speech for Friday. It’s looking fantastic. The staff and I agree, you don’t need to make anymore modifications to it. Now, are you sure you don’t want to announce to the class th
My escape from that hell had been well planned. When I realized that my parents were never going to believe a thing I said again, I had started working on my exit strategy. Everything had been rehearsed in my head over and over again. After I told Mr. Harland about my acceptance to Harvard, the rea
Five years passed. They had become five years of hell. What was supposed to be the most epic youth a person could ever asked for was the complete opposite. Instead of getting to grow up with my best friend, I grew up with a monster. Every opportunity that Kylee had, she found a way to torment me.






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