My Family, My Monsters: The Stanford Betrayal

My Family, My Monsters: The Stanford Betrayal

Gavin

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I just won the dream scholarship: a full ride to Stanford. The National Innovators Scholarship. Everything I worked for, finally within reach. But instead of cheers, my family' s faces twisted into pure horror. "You think you' re better than us? Better than Sophie?" my mother hissed. My father's grip was like steel, my grandmother approached with a syringe. They drugged me, beat me, and screamed that the scholarship was for my twin sister, Sophie. I woke up freezing, abandoned in our remote, unheated mountain cabin, left to die. Then, I bolted upright in my bed, back on the very morning the nightmare began. My family, polished and serene, began to gaslight me, spinning tales of an "unwell" Sophie and my own deteriorating mental state. They destroyed my scholarship letter and prepared to send me away, or back to that cabin. Was I going crazy? Did I have a sister I couldn' t remember, one I' d supposedly harmed? The sheer betrayal and their twisted lies made me question my own reality. How could the people who raised me be such monsters? Just as doubt threatened to consume me, a desperate knock at the door broke through the fog. My friend Liam, seeing something was wrong, helped me piece together the truth: I wasn't crazy; I was being systematically poisoned and manipulated. Now, armed with newfound clarity and a burning rage, I' m ready to expose their sinister plan and reclaim my life.

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I just won the dream scholarship: a full ride to Stanford.

The National Innovators Scholarship.

Everything I worked for, finally within reach.

But instead of cheers, my family' s faces twisted into pure horror.

"You think you' re better than us? Better than Sophie?" my mother hissed.

My father's grip was like steel, my grandmother approached with a syringe.

They drugged me, beat me, and screamed that the scholarship was for my twin sister, Sophie.

I woke up freezing, abandoned in our remote, unheated mountain cabin, left to die.

Then, I bolted upright in my bed, back on the very morning the nightmare began.

My family, polished and serene, began to gaslight me, spinning tales of an "unwell" Sophie and my own deteriorating mental state.

They destroyed my scholarship letter and prepared to send me away, or back to that cabin.

Was I going crazy? Did I have a sister I couldn' t remember, one I' d supposedly harmed?

The sheer betrayal and their twisted lies made me question my own reality.

How could the people who raised me be such monsters?

Just as doubt threatened to consume me, a desperate knock at the door broke through the fog.

My friend Liam, seeing something was wrong, helped me piece together the truth: I wasn't crazy; I was being systematically poisoned and manipulated.

Now, armed with newfound clarity and a burning rage, I' m ready to expose their sinister plan and reclaim my life.

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