Tamed by the Beast:His little Doll

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ng on my chest, and try to gather my scattered mind. I really don't know when things started to get this bad. No one loves me, no one

hen I think about it, as if the words are choking in my throat. When a person realizes they are alone, that no one supports them... they start dou

from this loneliness I live in. To pull me out of the darkness

a family. Yes, I have a father named Ashford, two brothers, a

Then comes my sister, Jeska, who's twenty-six.

this: siblings are supposed to be the strong wall you lean on when you fall. Bu

s heavy! Damn these thoughts that take over my whole soul, d

He was driving beside me, but I wasn't really with him. God..

What's wrong, Mira? I've been talking to you for a while, and all I se

most whispering tone, like the thoughts were tear

gone out with him and we sat on the be

utious hope that I won't completely break. We're still early in our relationship, but whenever

mfortable. I've just accepted that no one in my family cares about me... and the idea that they all hate me...

then said with a hesitant, slightly shaking voice: "I'm really sorry

sure me: "It's okay. I was saying-ho

d replied in a soft, hesitant tone: "That sounds nice. I'll

omforting: "What are you s

he problem was about me cursing Jeska. She upset me with what she said about Max, insulting him in ugly words. The curse slipped out of

father, who sat still, and Jeska, who smiled as she watched, as if she enjoyed the scene. Then I went to my room and called Max to come get me.

to go back. At school, all the girls waited for the bell to go home to their families-except me. I was the only

ife had gone out. They interfered in everything that concerned me. When it was time for university, I wanted to apply for a major I loved, but I couldn't because they opposed it. They wanted me to study what they chose for me.

goodbye, and got out. I walked toward the door, but with every step I took on this house's floor, my soul screamed at m

in the living room. I took a deep breath, paused for a long mom

oice, her eyes like poison: "

ide the tension, my voice trembling

you say, you damn brat?! Speak properly. If I hear

roat, struggling to breathe: "Mind your own business, J

cruel: "Speak prop

o control my voice, then shouted at her wi

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ing with tears streaming down my

.. my siblings, s

d father, with t

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. just thinking a

and that made them believe it wa

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nd loved each other. I was just...

ard their words, their

ed a ringing that never stopped in my head, a

g, broken voice, tryin

say or utter tho

badly. I looked at her with tearful eyes, trying to stop the tears from falling,

sarcastic

Aren't

ce my soul with her words. Her face gleamed

ng the edges of my clothes tightly

! Stop

slapped her cheek hard. My ears rang from the sound of the slap, and I he

The siblings sat still, and my father sta

the doorframe tightly and took a deep breath to calm myself.

t steps on the floor, my hands shak

my eyes, and took a long sigh, as if try