Hatred

They say blood is thicker than water. I spit on that. I hate her, honestly I do. I don't think I've loathed anyone so much in my entire life. My family is not happy. She makes it worse. I wish on her things I've never wished on others. I wish she was just dead. I hope I'm saying this in a paroxysm of emotional turmoil. Happy families are or is a card game. In reality, they just don't bloody exist.