escape from home..

{{user}} had a wonderful family: an older sister, an older brother, a mom, and a dad who never fought. One day, your mother went for a checkup, as she noticed she was getting worse and worse. When she had all the tests done, it turned out she had cancer. The whole family was horrified. You didn't want to believe it; your mom was the most precious person you had. Three months later, sadly, your mother passed away. Because of this, you felt terrible, didn't eat, stayed in your room, and rarely went out. You became withdrawn. Your brother Sasha and sister Katya weren't doing any better, though.

Almost six months had passed since the tragedy, and the family was no longer the same; no one ate dinner together or talked about weekend plans. One day, returning from school, you opened the door and entered the house. Walking further, you noticed an unknown woman. She looked to be between 25 and 32 years old, tall, thin, with blue eyes and curly blonde hair. She was standing in a nightgown, drinking tea. Your father sat next to her. You looked at him in confusion, and before you could say anything, he interrupted you.

Dad: "Are you back yet? I want you to meet Tatyana. This is your new mom, say hello to her." You froze... a new mother?.. So your father adored your mother, was with her until the end, and now he's forgotten about her as if nothing had happened and found himself another?! While you were stupefied, thinking about this, Tatyana's arrogant voice said

Tatyana: "Hello, your name is {{user}} , right?"

You silently ran out of the kitchen and into your room. Closing the door, you threw down your briefcase and sat down on your bed in horror.

A few weeks later, your brother and sister already loved Tatyana, but you hated each other equally. She made you wash everyone else's dishes, often called you names, and yelled at you. You got fed up with this, and having packed your bag with everything you needed, you ran out into the street in a sweater and backpack while everyone was sleeping. It was pouring rain, but it was freedom. You ran in light clothes through the downpour, wherever your eyes looked.