Birthday

Name: Rebecca.

Age: 20 years old.

Hair color: Dark brown

Eye color: Hazel

Height: 5'5.ft

Body type: Slim figure.

I wasn't the bright type, I wasn't the favorite either but I tried my best however my best wasn't good enough.

You see my parents really dislike me but I didn't mind, I didn't mind at all because there are times where they would show me little love and that would've been enough for me.

But as I grew older I realized that as long as I love myself, if no one loves me or cares for me it's okay but little did I know how wrong I was. 

We are all humans, we need love, we need affection. We need to feel sympathy. We need to feel proud of. We need all these things which we tell ourselves we don't need! Because it makes us feel better inside when we are all at our worst.

Sometimes it's the way people do stuff or the way they say stuff or maybe sometimes it's the emotion that follows by the words they speak.

As I said before my parents didn't like me and I didn't care, I told myself that it was okay, It was not my fault that I wasn't good enough or have good grades in school, so I could pass off to a great college.

It was not my fault that my sister was born with better brain cells than mine. It was the equality of what I got that she didn't get maybe! I had the perfect slim figure, oval shape face, moon full eyes, the color of hazel, long dark brown hair, cute lips, a straight nose, and let me tell you I was breathtakingly beautiful.

I think that's why my parents hated me they hated me because I was beautiful regardless of everything they did, and I would put a smile no matter how hard they tried to hurt my feelings, and on this day, the day that I turned 20th birthday, my parents decide to give me the best present I could ever want in life. "I am adopted."

24 hours earlier.

My name is Rebecca and my only friend name is Jake, he's cute. He's pretty smart, and he comes from a rich family. I could think of more than 100 times and different places he would take me to just to tell me he loves me or just to confess his feelings for me.

And I would turn him down because whenever he came over or came to visit me! My parents would give this disgusting dirty look to him and I would hate it, I would hate that he would receive such a look from them. But maybe they hated him because the kind of loved and caring ness, he'd showed me and not them nor their biological daughter.

They hated him for it maybe! As I dive down into my story, I hope you don't feel they need to feel pity or ever think that you're not enough because you're more than enough.

If you are someone who is being bullied by your parents stop and ask yourself the question before you ask your parents the question.

Am I their child? Am I their biological child? Maybe something is wrong, is it me? Or is it them? Maybe I am just their problem.

No, you're not the problem. You're something they hate because they want it and they can't have it so they hate you for it because you got it.

My phone rings as I drive to pick my sister up from school.

"Hey what's up, what are you going to do for your birthday?." Jake.

Everything I always do for my birthday, stay home or go out with you, if you decide to take me somewhere this time. I said with a smile.

"I always take you out on your birthday, you know that I care for you but I am going to leave you this time around. I apologize, I hope that you will be well and stay out of trouble while I'm gone." Jake.

*In a panic.*

I asked him where are you going? Why are you going to? Do you have to go? You know you are my only friend! You can't just leave me.

"It's okay, I'll be back don't worry. I'll text you every day and I will video chat with you every day." He said.

{I signed in relief as I hung up the phone when he told me it's okay, I really believe that it was okay but it wasn't, it wasn't okay because he was going to leave for a very long time.

I didn't know he was going to leave for such a long time, and it seems he didn't know he was going to leave for a very long time, because he told me it was going to be okay, it was okay and I believe it.}

I continue my drive to go and pick up my sister from school. My parents said they had something important to do and so they told me to pick her up, however when she saw that it was me she got in the back seat instead of the front.

I looked away and started the car after she was seated and put her seat belts on. I know very well not to engage a conversation with her, I would only regret it but I just wanted to talk to her at least so I asked her how was your day? And she kept silent.

She didn't speak when I asked, but afterwards instead answering me she started laughing. I thought it was weird so I decided its best to leave her alone, after we got home she left the car immediately without a word I parked the car and went inside. I placed the car key down and went to see Mom, Dad and this strange-looking young man on our coach speaking.

They seemed like they were having a good time, I said hello and he turned to me with a smile. It seems like a good smile but it makes me feel terrified inside. I took a step back, it's like I was being threatened.

He stood up immediately and walked up over to me until I was backed up on the wall, then he suddenly he lifted his hand informed of a handshake. I looked at him then I realized mom was glaring at me, so I put on a smile and shaked his hand.

"You're quite beautiful, young lady." 

He speaks in a smooth and comforting voice.

Thank you, sir, I sincerely appreciate your compliment. I said to him.

"Please, it's the truth I speak of but at such a young age you are quite the beauty most people would pay for."

I smiled but immediately I became fearful, I know the moment he leaves I'd probably regret everything. I nodded instead of answering and he said I must thank Mr. and Mrs. Collins here for allowing me to see such a beautiful environment.

He speaks as if I am a place or maybe! Are they selling the house? Could it be that they're selling the house? If they sell the house where are we going to stay? What would we do?

I know they hate me very much and my job pays so little but it's enough because it pays the bills, and they're happy with it so it's okay but selling the house? If we leave here we'll have to start all over, I stood in the kitchen pacing and waiting for both of them to escort the man out and return. After they came back inside.

I asked them in a soft tone. Are we selling the house? Mom responded. "No, it's not the house that we are selling dear don't worry about it. Where would you go if we sell the house?" She asked with an evil smile upon her face.

If they're not selling the house what are they selling?

The day passed by and I could not get the thought out of my head If they're not selling the house what are they selling? There's nothing else to sell, the car isn't worth that much personally, but would someone like him would want to buy such an old car? I was confused, I was very confused.

I kept thinking about it over and over again until my phone rang. I picked it up and it was a video call from Jake, just like he promised except it was day for him and it was night for me. "How are you beautiful?" He asked me with a smile on his face which immediately warmed my heart, I couldn't help but smile. I am okay, I'm happy you called. I said but then the video call started to show connecting, it started to go down and down I have a good connection.

There's no way it could've been from my side, when we finally get the chance to speak again, he said that you're having a bad connection and I told him no it was him who is having a bad connection. Have you forgotten that we have Wi-Fi, I cannot have a bad connection plus I have made sure I paid this month and next month bills in advance, we are really having a hard time, Jake we are not like you I said to him and he smiled and said. "Little do you know." I looked at him and said you're acting as if you're helping our bills and he looked away, I set up immediately and asked him the question are you helping our bills?

"Yes." He responded and immediately our conversation went to an end. I didn't know what was happening, I thought his phone must have died because the call ended. And since it was so late I decided that I would ask my parents in the morning, about the question I asked Jake and the answer I received.

If Jake is helping our bills why do they need to sell something for money, I am working my ass off for $5 an hour I am taking extra hours just to make sure I get our bills paid, and put food is on our table every month still they need to sell something but what is it that they need to sell and so suddenly?

I didn't know when I fell asleep but I know when I opened my eyes it was exactly 6:00 a.m. It's a regular routine for me so it's okay, I had to get up early every morning and go to work and leave work late every evening but today was my birthday so my boss had to given me the day.

At 7:15.

Mom came into my room and asked if I am not going to work? I said today is my birthday, I got the day off. Oh, she replied and left, then Christine came into my room shortly after Mom had left and handing me a small box.

"I don't hate you, you are my sister. It's just that mom treats you horriblely all the time and dad doesn't defend you, so I try my best to stay in their good grace. Happy birthday."

She said as she handed me the gift and the moment she hand it to me, Mom opened the door and she started yelling at me. 

"My clothes are all piled up, I told you my clothes are all dirty. Why haven't you done my laundry?"

A moment ago she was so soft and sweet to me and I could tell from the look in her eyes she meant the word she said, but I know very well what would happen if she disobeyed her parents considering she's the favorite.

I quickly hid her present and said I will do your laundry right this morning, her back was turned to Mom, so Mom could not see her face. She smiled at me and gave me a small thumbs-up before changing her facial expressions and turned around to leave.

She acted as if she was frightened Mom was there.

"Mom, What are you doing here?" She asked.

"I saw you came in here so I followed you." Mom said to her and she replied. "Oh, my laundry is starting to pile up and I need my clothes washed, so I decide to come to tell her to get it done." She said. "Good girl." Mom reply and pat Christine on the head then she yelled at me. "Get up now Rebecca, and do your sister laundry."

I did exactly that! I got up and did the laundry, after I was finished I went back into my room to look at my present, it was a heart with an R and a C.

 "I have always loved you and will always love you. Your sister Christine."

•Words written on the necklace.•

I smile it was such a small necklace but it was the world to me, I put it on and hid it beneath the shirt I'm wearing. I always thought that she hated me but she didn't, Mom and Dad had left when I got downstairs.

Christine was by the table having breakfast by herself, she looked up at me and smiled. She said to me. 

"Do you like your present?" She whispered, and I said why are you whispering. I whispered. She said, "Because Mom and Dad tab the house they can hear us when we speak if we speak, the same goes for the car that's why I ignore you whenever you can to pick me up." 

I nodded at her. She got up from the table and was about to do her dish when I took it from her and said, I'll do the dishes you go do whatever you wants to do. she smiled and gave me a hug, just then the door open she stepped back immediately and headed to her room.

On her way to her room, mom stopped at her and told her that they were going to celebrate my birthday and they would like for her to be there, Dad came in with a cake I hate cheesecake and they know it but that was the cake they bought.

It's not that I hate it, I am allergic to cheese so I cannot eat this cheesecake. At least that's what I thought I remember once I had an allergic reaction, and Mom told me it was because I ate the cheese I believe her, and ever since I have stayed away from cheese.

They came in and seated at the table and opened the cake telling me that it's my birthday and I should have a special cake, I replied how can it be special if it's a cake I am allergic to. Mom started looking at me with a smile. "Oh, dear, you're not allergic to cheese!!! I lie to you about that." She said.

The way she said that she lied to me about it, she was even smiling like she was jokingly telling me to my face seriously that it was a lie, and she didn't seem to care that I took it seriously. She then told me to put the plate down, and that I don't need to do the dishes anymore.

I thought it was weird and also funny that she would go on about me not washing the dishes anymore, considering I am the only person who does the chores around here, I put the plate down and went to sit with everyone else at the table as she cut me a slice of the cake I told her I was full.

Ever since I got up I didn't feel hungry. "Okay that's fine, you don't have to eat the cake but today is your 20th birthday and as a gift, to you, we would, I would like to tell you a story and hope you will like it." She said.

She started speaking that there was a time earlier on in their lives her husband and her, they couldn't have children however they met a child and they decided to take that child home these are her exact words.

"My husband and I could not bear children. We thought something was wrong and so we decided to adopt this tiny little baby we saw on the street, she was so well dressed, so unique and sweet. She was so little around the age of two or three we took her home and after a few days, we took her to the police station and told them that we found her on the street. They said there were no reports about a missing child, however if we would like to adopt the child we could we'd just need to sign some documents etc and if course we said yes.

We adopted the baby and we made her our own, she grew up to be a beautiful yet useful baby. Do you know who that baby is Rebecca? That baby is you, you were that well dressed unique baby that we found. We watched you grow, you were very helpful, very nice and you don't talk back, you always listen, you always try your best to please us. But when we had Christine we no longer felt the way we once felt for you, the little love we had for you died of the moment Christine was born. You do understand what I'm saying to you, don't you?

*I nodded in tears as she continuous speaking*

You are adopted and now we decided to try and find your family, but it cost us money to do so, Rebecca, but you have paid us back some of what you cost us in somewhat way. We found someone who decided to take you and he paid a lot of money to bring you home."

Christine got really mad and slammed her hand on the table as she stood up. She's my sister. She exclaimed.

"How can you just give her off to someone who claimed to be her family? How could you do this mom? And dad? She's been with us for so long, she works and pays our bills. She put food on our table and clothes on our back, even Jake's pays us every month so she doesn't have to work but still, she works in every way she can, so she makes things better for us, and not once have we appreciated her.

And the moment someone walks in with a big check you sold her, you sold her off to that man who claims to be her family, I hate you, I hate all of you, I hate both of you."

She said as she ran upstairs then she stopped half way up the stairs and looked at me and said.

"Sister, Rebecca, if one day you find your family and if they are your real family and you are so well taken care of, and you're happy please come back to get me because I hate this place."

That was her last words before she ran to her room and slammed the door.

I am adopted? Is this why you hated me so much? Is this why you never liked me even a little bit? You said you stopped showing me love after Christine was born but Christine is now 12 years old mom. For all I can remember neither of you never once showed me love, when other kids were going to the park, I was learning to do laundry.

When other girls were going on dates, I was learning to cook, when other girls were going to school with their mom, I was learning to drive and on my own. When it was parents' day at school neither of you showed up. When it was Father's Day I made gifts, Father and you threw it away. When it was Mother Day I worked my ass off to get you that best collection of jewelry you really wanted which Dad could not afford.

You cherish that necklace set so much because you thought Dad gave it to you but your wrong it was me, it was me who got it for you I was the one who worked until I couldn't work anymore, but I still find the strength to work just so you could have that set of jewelry you wanted. Are you going to sell it now because you know the truth? Because you now know that I am the one who got it for you.

She looked shocked for a split second before her face went cold and emotionless.

It's okay that you are selling me. It's okay I can accept that with my heart I just hope that Christine, will never have to go through what I had to gone through, so make sure you be the perfect mother to her, and Dad shows her the fatherly love she needs the one I wanted too but you never showed to me. Did you expect me to crawl on my knees and ask you to let me stay? Ha, I hated it here, I don't want to be here so if it means I'll be at a better place. I'm glad you sold me because I don't want to be anywhere near parents like you, both of you makes me wish I was never born.

I was still speaking when a woman and a man came in, they looked too young to be my parents. Oh, no, I was wrong they're both men I'm confused and lost of words I look at the man who looked like a woman, mom then said there she is. I look to see her pointing at me, they came over to me and I don't know what they did or what really happened after, the room just started to get darker and darker by seconds.

*Blacked out.*