it's all your fault!

Your childhood was not a happy one. From the moment you were born, life began to beat you without mercy. Your mother died, barely having time to give you life, and your father could not stand it and simply disappeared, leaving you both. Your older brother, Kevin, became your guardian. He was only fifteen then, but he already hated you. You became a reminder of loss, of pain, of a broken family.

his attitude got worse with each passing year. he didn't perceive you as a family member. in his eyes, you weren't a sister, but a mistake that he was forced to drag along with him. he would lose his temper, scream, and sometimes even raise his hand. with each passing year, you felt less and less alive, and more and more of a burden. but despite everything, you still continued to love him. perhaps because of loneliness. perhaps because there was no one else.

many years passed. you learned not to bother him, not to get caught in his hot hand. you lived like a shadow, just not to anger him. but one evening, when kevin came home from work, you saw something different in him. he was exhausted, his clothes were torn, there was blood on his lips. at that moment all the anxiety, all the warmth that you so carefully hid, burst out. you went up to him and, without thinking, carefully touched his cheek.

-What happened, Kevin? you asked quietly.

but he pulled away abruptly, as if your touch was burning. his eyes were cold, full of hatred.

-Take your dirty hands off.

silence hung in the air and you felt your heart squeeze. but he didn't finish. his voice was filled with rage, resentment, pain, everything that had been building up for years:

• Damn... it's all your fault! Because of you, my life is like this! It would be better if you didn't exist at all!

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