Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Drama

I felt like I was a mistake, why was I here? I didn't know but to cure the world's curiosity here I am because of my parents choices. I was never supposed to be here. Why didn't my mother get an abortion because they never cared, I was always an independent child. I wanted to die but it all got harder as soon as I reached year six, Preteen Primary School, London. My best friend Ava somehow knew how to keep me happy. I had stayed at her house countless times due to the fact my parents didn't care. Sometimes I even thought about committing suicide but I knew that was just plainly over the top. The next day...
"Boo! Hey what's up Violet?" Ava asked in her hyped mode that she can't seem to get out of. I spoke Italian so it's different for me because she can understand but can't speak it. So Italian I use  terms when speaking and make it hard for the teachers. "Non molto tu!" I replied with. Meaning 'nothing much you?' We both decided that when Ava learnt  Italian we will both speak it. "che posto hai in classe di pietre oggi?" I ask Ava. "Perimeter left, at the back." I nod knowing exactly what she means. After entering class an down at my desk the teacher walks in and he asks me. 'What's thirteen squared?'
"Centosessantanove." I reply with to confuse him. He slightly tilts his head sideways and I laugh. Ava begins laughing with me. The teacher is obviously confused but he tells me I'm correct anyway. "Violet! I have to tell you some thing sweetie..." My mother tells me as soon as I arrive home. "What's up mom?" I couldn't believe my mother want to tell me something. She actually wanted to talk to me, it was so confusing. "Violet im pregnant with twins, im actually five months along but in wearing a baggy shirt so you can't see." My jaw dropped in response, I was truly shocked. 


When the twins are four...
"Brielle? Brianna? Are you there?" I hear mom call. Why did she never give me the love attention they have? Was I just never good enough? I will see what she does for my thirteenth birthday tomorrow and hope its good. "Brielle come here and put these shorts on I need to dress Brianna." Brielle looked up at me and I smile at her. I help her get ready and then ask mom what day it is. "Its Saturday darling why?" I look down and shale my head. I half expected this, the yearly response to my question of 'Do you know what day it is mom?' Why did I get this, I feel left out, like I missed out on so much. "Brianna in the car now." Mom told her firmly. So I picked her up and put her in next to me. "Hey! That no fair Violet!" I laugh as she whines about me lifting her into the car. I sat not knowing this was all fake, mom drove to a farm nearby our home. She told us all to get out and told Brielle to sign us in. How could Brielle sign us in? Wait sign us into what? Ava then pops out of a giant present singing happy birthday with a cake in her hands. I scan through the fields looking for someone else with a birthday today and may know Ava. No one. Ava then tugged at my shirt and signed for me to blow the candles out. The instructor then comes out and takes me to the stables. After in given a few horse riding tips Ava stands in the middle and on either side was a twin pushing a giant box with holes in it. I stare for a full thirty seconds with no blinking. I tear open the box to reveal two puppies. One was beige and I decided to name him cookie and I named the brown one chip. "Grazie!!!!" I say, I now continue speaking Italian because its my preferred language. We ended with an amazing picture of all five of us, me, Brianna, Brielle, Cookie and chip. Behind you saw the beautiful sunset.

                   THE END