Hey, people! I'm back from being sick! Hurray! It would make me really happy if y'all would comment and suggest stuff. Also, if y'all see any grammatical mistakes, then tell me ASAP. I proofread constantly before updating, but I still miss some. So, please let me know on that. Also, This chapter will contain some of Chapter 1 from Diary of Mei Xiang. If you are new to my book, then read Diary of Mei Xiang first. This is just Advice, you really don't have too. It would be beneficial because It would help you understand. Also, I want you to tell me who I should ship in this book. TixPo will be here. Sorry for all of you non-tixpo fans, but I will not change that. Another thing, in the next chapter, I will begin, Mei Xiang's journey. So I would like you to give me any challenges you can think of that you would like Mei Xiang to face on her journey to find a new home. I'll try to make updates every other week. I have homework but Spring Break is March 20-24th so I should be able to update more that week and then I'll have the summer to update on all of my other stories. Don't forget to read and review on my other stories either! Happy reading!
~Shadowdapple~
"Father! Please!" My sister wailed as he wound his whip in one paw. I thrust myself in font of her and took the brunt of the strike. "Mei Xiang!" Ming Hua whimpered. I wiped the blood from my mouth as my father's back was turned to talk to my baby brother. "I'm ok," Longwei stepped forward with a bowl full of sulfuric acid. "Mei, Mei?" He whispered looking at me. "Ming Ming?" He whispered again looking at my sister. "I HATE you." Then the acid was poured on us. We flinched and bit back the wails of agony deep inside. I looked at my cute 2-year-old little brother. He shared Ming Hua's eyes. Those eyes were hard and cruel. Not soft and gentle. He turned and kicked my sister in the side and spat on my face. My mother was peering into the room from the kitchen. Her eyes shone with pride as she saw what her son did. I wiped the spittle off and inched over to my sister.
I could feel Father's footsteps through the floor. He was going to begin the methodical beating. I reached Ming Hua and pulled her close. She was so frail and she clung on to me for dear life. Father snapped Ming's leg under his powerful paw and grabbed me by the neck. "You worthless pieces of crap," He snarled. Spit was flying everywhere. "I've told you and your sister to get your flea-bitten carcasses in this house before the sun touches the trees. And what do you do? You make it back as the sun touches the trees. Well, we will fix you up, right now." Ming Hua was crying as she clutched her bleeding leg. Father lifted me up as I kicked my feet feebly in the air. Breathing was getting harder every second. Then he slammed me into the wall. I saw stars before I saw his fist connect with my face. "Father, please. Stop! We won't be late ever again!" We pleaded this as we ran about the house and were beaten with whips that had glass shards stuck in them and bamboo shafts that had glass spikes sticking out of them. For three hours we were beaten. Once sundown, came, Father took his leave. "You two go without supper. Get to bed." "Yes, Father." We trembled as we shakily got up. I wrapped Ming Hua's leg in a splint between two boards outside and carried her to bed. As she was falling asleep, I wiped some sweat off of her forehead. "One day, we will get out of here. Then I will find you somewhere where you will be loved." I promised her.
I wiped the blood and moisture off of my mouth. Ming Hua has been dead for 5 years. My parents and brother were hurrying quickly away, no doubt back home to file a missing child report so the town will think that I have just gone missing. I angrily wiped the tears from my eyes. "Ming Hua, I miss you so much." As I looked down into the puddle at my feet, I saw the three long, bloody, diagonal claw marks Father raked across my face. My bright blue eyes clouded over in pain and grief. I pulled out a picture of Ming Hua and I. Clutching it to my chest, I cried for what seemed like hours. Then I felt hatred and anger towards my surviving family. They put me through so much and why shouldn't I also blame them for Ming Hua's death? Turning my face toward the shadows were they gone, I whispered venomously. "I HATE YOU!" Then the anger was gone and I crawled into a box and fell asleep after writing in my diary.
