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"Can't you do anything right you spoilt bastard?!!" Yelled Luna Kirsten.
I mixed some colored clothing with white clothing and now all the white clothing is spoiled.
I wanted to tell her that only cheap clothing's ink runs out when you wash it with other colors but I did not dare because this family was all about appearances and money( though as I heard they don't have much left anymore due to the overindulging). Do not make a remark about their money or clothing type or anything that can cause a scandal here.
"I'm sorry Luna, I promise I will get it right next time" I cried. While holding my burning cheek.
"At this rate, I will be spending even more money on clothes because of your insolence!!" She screamed.
She was very angry, she slapped me once more and gave me a kick to my side.
"Get up and go to your room, you are useless here, I will decide what to do with you tomorrow! Stay there and do not come out, I don't want to see you!" She says
"Yes Luna," I said.
I got up from the floor and held my aching side while continuing to walk towards my room which is a little storage unit in the attic.
As I climbed the stairs, the pain of the kick to my ribs started to ache more and I had to hold my breath in order not to make any sounds and get to my room quickly before I received more punishments.
I get into my room and crawl my way to my mattress that's in a corner of the floor, relief fills me when I get there, and curl myself inward until I can fall asleep.
Eventually, when I wake up, I am not sure how long I have been sleeping because it is dark outside, my stomach starts to grumble and I realise that I have not eaten anything all day. I can still hear the family downstairs, no one has gone to bed yet. In that case, I will wait till everyone has gone to bed and sneak downstairs to get myself something to eat.
The smell of food kept wafting through the cracks in the attic floor making my stomach grumble more and more.
Later that evening when I was completely sure no one was awake anymore, I got up and nearly cried from the stretch to my ribs due to being seated for so long and almost forgot about the kick to my ribs. Nothing is broken but I'm sure it's bruised. I got the courage to hold myself upright and crack open my door without making any sounds. I slowly stepped down the stairs and made my way towards the kitchen. I got myself two bottled waters, a banana, and an apple and when I checked in the fridge I nearly yelled Bingo! All the leftovers were just shoved onto a tray and pushed into the fridge. I got myself a plate and continued to fill it up with enough food for two days. When I was done, I closed the fridge door and hurried back to my room with my food, fruit, and water.