Hater Of Everything

Part 2

I arrive at my relatives place ,a gigantic white house that looks like it has more than 18 rooms ,it has a beautiful garden full of well grown flowers ,sourounded by trees too.

This sure looks like a suburb.

My mom knocks at the door ,only to see a familiar face at the door smiling at the both of us before letting us in.

She has long blonde hair,ocean blue eyes ,a pale skin free from any pimples or red spots .Her face is total perfection.

She is wearing a white shirt and skinny blue jeans that shows off her petite hips.

She greets us with a smile on her face ,blessing my eyes with beauty that I see inside her house ,a well spacious area that is sparkly as if it has been cleaned multiple times.

She allows us to sit in the lounge where there are three figures sitting in the couch.

I seem to remember them but haven't seen them in a very long time.

Uncle Ben wearing his black suit and reading something on his huge white tablet that also looks expensive.

Travis my cousin whom I remember to be a year older than me and a spoilt brat,lastly Willow who's younger than me annoying too and spoilt.

That's just how I remember them,as rich kids that have it all ,that don't know anything about life struggles but always getting what they want.

Do they know how tough life can be?

How it can deny you an opportunity to happiness?

I don't think so.

Mom dissapears from the room with aunt Laura ,leaving me with three people focusing on nothing but their gadgets that seem to have control over their lives.

Is this the life that I'm going to live here?

Living with people that entirely depend on technology ?

I guess it will be this way but it's better than living with a monster called my mother,who seems to come back with the room with aunt Laura.

She calls me outside ,wanting to talk to me with a solemn look spread all over her face.

"I have given Laura some of your monthly money to keep it for you , she will buy you school stuff and behave yourself , don't be a trouble maker ,so bye."She says ,only cutting me deep down in my heart with her meaningless words .

And just like that she walks out of my sight ,leaving me with heartache and disbelief.

My own mother hates me and I have to live with it.