A sisters love is stronger
Morning
Kats p.o.v
I'm late again. Every days the same. I reluctantly push the covers away and get out of bed and go straight to my ensuite bathroom, I wash my face and take off my pyjama top and get ready for school. I put on my black leggings a oversized jumper, black vans and my black beanie.
I put on heavy black eyeliner, mascara some blush and light pink gloss.
As I was going down stairs I heard a a clatter of cutlery, 'please be meg please be meg' I muttered to myself, I prayed it wasn't my mother. We didn't get on at all, she never listened to me, always complained about my appearance and only thought of herself. I hated facing her in the mornings she just makes my day awful, her comments hurt sometimes I try push them aside, let them go over my head but it Doesn't really work..
I brace my slef and turn the corner into our kitchen, thank God it's Meg! Megs my 13 year old sister and the complete opposite to me, amazing grades, teachers pet, girly girl, turns up to every single lesson, but my mother pays no attention to her either. She tries her hardest Meg, to please my mother but still isn't noticed, each time she comes home to tell my mother she turns her head and carrys on her phone call which she finds more important.
I smile and wish her well at school and grab my keys off the kitchen surface and go to my Audi and begin the journey to school.
I'm late again. Every days the same. I reluctantly push the covers away and get out of bed and go straight to my ensuite bathroom, I wash my face and take off my pyjama top and get ready for school. I put on my black leggings a oversized jumper, black vans and my black beanie.
I put on heavy black eyeliner, mascara some blush and light pink gloss.
As I was going down stairs I heard a a clatter of cutlery, 'please be meg please be meg' I muttered to myself, I prayed it wasn't my mother. We didn't get on at all, she never listened to me, always complained about my appearance and only thought of herself. I hated facing her in the mornings she just makes my day awful, her comments hurt sometimes I try push them aside, let them go over my head but it Doesn't really work..
I brace my slef and turn the corner into our kitchen, thank God it's Meg! Megs my 13 year old sister and the complete opposite to me, amazing grades, teachers pet, girly girl, turns up to every single lesson, but my mother pays no attention to her either. She tries her hardest Meg, to please my mother but still isn't noticed, each time she comes home to tell my mother she turns her head and carrys on her phone call which she finds more important.
I smile and wish her well at school and grab my keys off the kitchen surface and go to my Audi and begin the journey to school.
I love it
3/17/14