Tiffany lost her balance and hit the table and
had a major hemorrhage.
Sarah and I were shocked, one called 911, and
the other called for an ambulance.
Jake also got spooked and ran away.
At the hospital, Tiffany had a premature birth.
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My mom’s hands were shaking as she signed
the paperwork. All I could hear were Tiffany’s
screams.
After a long time, she finally gave birth to the
baby.
And then, it was the end of her life.
My mom was crying like she was dying.
And before Tiffany died, she wanted to see
- me.
“Brittany! Are you happy now?” Even though
she was weak, her eyes were full of hate.
I laughed, “You deserve it!”
“You! I hate you!”
Tiffany was almost crazy, “Why? Why was I
born sick, while you were healthy, and why
does everyone love you?”
“Why are you always so happy?”
“Even my parents say it would have been
better if I wasn’t born. Why? I hate you! I hate
the way you smile, I hate that vou’re happy!”
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“You should have lived in my shadow for the
rest of your life!”
I rubbed my head, listening to her yell.
She was so hopeless.
She hated me for all the wrong reasons.
She blamed me for all her problems.
But I wasn’t the reason that she was
unhappy, she was the cause of my
misfortune.
I was only born to be her playmate.
She always got what she wanted, but I didn’t
even get a single word of praise from my
mother.
All my mom ever said to me was, “You have
to be nicer to your sister. You wouldn’t have
been born without your sister.”
I never did anything to hurt her.
In the room, Tiffany was still crying. When I
was at the door, she said, “Brittany, you have
to promise me, take care of my kid.