Sitting on the ground, I gave a bitter smile as I watched them all run after Heidi. That kind of scene, I had seen far too many times before.
When I first came back to this family, there was a short time when things were truly happy.
Back then, Mom smiled as she cooked for me, and my brother would take me out for ice cream after school. My younger brother would pull me along to play his favorite computer games.
But everything changed the moment I started dating my neighbor, Atlas. That was when Heidi began to lose control.
She cried and screamed, saying I scared her and that I wanted to send her back to our foster parents’ home.
With tears running down her face, she pointed at me and shouted, “Sister said, why should she have to live that kind of life? Why should she be beaten and scolded while I live comfortably in her place? She’s not happy about it, she wants me to suffer too!”
At first, Mom, my brother, and the younger one still tried to comfort her.
Mom would say softly, “That’s impossible. Sienna would never say something like that.”
My brother would defend me, “She’s a good girl; she’d never say that.”