Stefanie and Luna are 17 year old twins, who were raised by their aunt and uncle because apparently their family did not want nor cared for them.
Both lived with great hardships in life, but each tried to protect the other in her own way, even when...
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I woke up on a normal school morning, like everyday. It was 7.30 Am and in 30 minutes school starts. I stood up and walked to Lunas bed. We share a room together, because this house doesn't have any more rooms left. But we never wanted to stay separated from each other so we didn't really mind. I carefully shake Lunas shoulder. She growled. ,,Luna wake up" I whispered. She's definitely no morning person. She slowly sat up but her eyes are still closed. Nevermind. I give her 10 minutes to completely be awake.
So I made my way downstairs to the kitchen. ,,Where's Luna?" Amilia was standing in the kitchen, already waiting for her with crossed arms. I rolled my eyes.
,,Don't say she's still asleep! This lazy little...." She wanted to walk out of the kitchen, to Lunas direction. I grabbed her arm harshly. ,,She'll come down soon." Amilia slapped me in the face. ,,You dare touch me like that again!"
I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. When we were kids, Amilia was always nice to us. But when we turned 9 years, she became slowly more aggressive and more mean to us. She said we look exactly like our mom. That was also the time, where they started making less money and uncle Stan lost his job. So they quite live a shitty life now. And Luna and me too.
Sometimes I wish I'd have a nice mom, like the other girls we know from school. Their mom's are like their best friends, they go shopping, or... like always spend time together.
Amilia never really had time for us. And she wasn't even our mom. When we were little, she always told us storys before bed time, how our mother didn't want us anymore and how kind-hearted it was from Amilia, to take us. Because if not, we'd land in the dump.
And now she treats us like trash.
For me it doesn't matter if she hits me or treats me like shit, but I'll kill her if she ever lays a hand on Luna.
She hadn't the courage yet to lay a hand on her, because she must know from my eyes that I'd kill her. But with me she's doing whatever she wants. And I let her. Because this is the only thing I can do for Luna.
,,You can stay here, I'll wake her up" I say to Amilia and went upstairs.
,,When I entered our room, Luna was already awake and she even had her clothes on. She's wearing her only pair of shoes, just white sneakers, and jeans with a white shirt. Her beautiful long caramel colored hair was in a ponytail. She's gorgeous. ,,Luna let's buy something to eat at our way to school." ,,Oh ok, why not just eat here?" ,,Do not feel like it" I answered.
I put on my clothes and shoes. I'm wearing loose black trousers and a black hoodie. Luna and I grabbed our backpacks and made our way out of the house.
I'm glad we didn't meet Amilia on the way.
Don't have the head to deal with her this early in the morning again.
