Twisted

Feeling like im all alone 😔

Patricia got up and went back to class.

When Patricia sat down in her seat, the teacher was writing the lesson plan on the blackboard.

While her back was turned, some of the kids were throwing little paper balls and spit balls at Patricia.

The balls were hitting her all over her body. She started crying. The teacher turned around and asked her why she was crying.

Someone was hitting me with paper balls. Patricia said while sobbing.

Miss Kim told the class that they had to write five hundred times at recess. That I will come to school to learn and not play in class anymore.

Five hours later, the bell rang for the kids to go home.

When it was time for the kids to depart class, they were mad at her because they felt like it was her fault why they couldn’t go to recess. So, they started to push Patricia.

When she got home she had to clean up and still expected to cook dinner.

She could barely reach the stove. Not only that, they still didn’t give her a room of her own.

Nine years later, Patricia was seventeen years old she was in the twelfth grade.

Patricia was a fair skin woman with a beautiful round face with slanted sea blue eyes, with a little rounded nose, and big red juice kissable lips.

She was a biracial woman with an exotic appearance.

Patricia had legs for days. She was five feet eleven inch tall.

She was tall and curve, about size seven or some time eight according on how it’s cut.

Her hair color was sandy brown, with big long curly hair down pass her butt.

She had big breast and butt. With a small waist. Her size was fourth - two, twenty - eight, fourth - eight.

Keke was the opposite she was pretty with a caramel brown with a narrow face. She had big brown eyes, big nose, and a small little mouth.

She was five feet two inches tall.

Her hair was black shoulder length with small curls.

She was a bean pole she was a size twenty-two, nineteen, and twenty.

It was Halloween night. The Turner’s were going to have a Halloween party.

Patricia was not allowed to attend. She had to promise to be an waiter.

When the guest arrived, they started to yell and treat her like trash. Keke started mistreating her. Keke started bossing her around by pushing her and hitting her.

Keke and her mother was jealous of Patricia.

Guess number one asked why does this food taste like crap? And why you look so dirty and poor? We don’t want you to touch our food.

Get away from us before we catch something from you.

Everyone at the party started to spit on her and hit her.

Annabelle came over and trip her up the food platter fly out of her hand and fall on Keke pretty dress.

The mother and daughter sent her to the attic.

I don’t know why we let her live with us. We should have put her out by now.

Patricia ran up stairs crying. When she got in to the attic. She sat down on her bed crying.

Patricia saw the rope and chair on the ground. She picked it up and tied a loop at one end and tied it up on a beam in the ceiling. Then she stand the chair up right.

Patricia stand up in the chair and put the loop around her neck and kicked the chair over.

Next thing I now was that she had broke her neck.

The protector went chasing after her but before he got there she was already dead.