Beautiful
Ok. So the start doesn't sound like a Fairy tale but it will get better.
(I hope) Mix of many fairy tales not quite sure yet…and very short.
Beautiful. That's what they all said. Beautiful, with her long caramel
coloured hair and dazzling forget-me-not eyes, which lived up to their name
sake. Gracious, with her polite small talk and pleasing mannerisms. The
butter-would-not-melt look so exaggerated that Hitomi could not believe
that they did not see the pretence.
She was not just the jealous sister.Hitomi hated Emiko with a raw passion
that should be left for murders, wife-beaters and as her Mother had told her
(since she was just a few months old) tramps and beggars - the scum of the
Earth.
She hated everything about her. From the snide little looks she gave her
whilst walking pass thronged with her admirer's, (well, love is blind) to the
wasp-sting waist that almost made Hitomi hate herself more than Emiko.
Almost; but not quite. After all it was Emikos fault that she felt that way. If;
dare she think it? Emiko had never been born, she would have been
considered quite pretty, but as it stood she was forever in her shadow, the
slightly dumpy, younger sister of the mirage.
It was then that she realized that she had been standing, her mouth agape,
for sometime and her Mother was calling her. Struggling with the weight of
the coats she hung them as quickly as she could. Maybe she snagged a
button or two, but she didn't care. These people were rich enough not to
notice.
Hitomi ran as fast as she could stumbling down the steps and bursting into
the kitchen out of breath and flustered.
"You're late" said Mother.
Trying and failing to keep the anger out of her voice.
SMACK
The slap knocked her off balance and she fell to the floor. Within moments
however she was dragged back to her feet.
"The duck is in the oven…make sure you…I'm going out in a
minute…Here"
Mothers voice was light and cheery, she'd plonked a bowl in front of her
and was now instructing her how to make Miso soup. All memory of the
incident was forgotten. Then Mother was out of the door, off to buy more
ingreaents. Hitomi's cheek stung but she kept working methodically.
She hated Emiko but that was the bottom line. All she wanted after all was
to be loved.
The End of Chapter one
Be nice please…
But I'd rather get bad comments than none at all so…
