The Abandoned Young Money

"Sophia!! Sophia!!!, Stop that." My mother called as I tore my younger sister's skin open and drank her blood.

My other sisters stood afar off watching me as I sucked my immediate younger sister's blood.

My name is Sophia Adams. I am twelve years old. I am the third born of my mother, Mrs. Mary Adams, who is an online marketer.

My mom does her work at home so she can monitor us when we come back from school. My Dad, Mr. Paul Adams is a businessman who travels all over the world. I only see my dad three days in a month. He is a busy man.

I have an elder brother who is the firstborn of my parent. His name is John. He is followed by my elder sister Deborah.

As I said, I am the third born, followed by my immediate younger sister Diana, then Rose.

I started being thirsty for blood when I was Ten years old when I licked my elder sister Deborah's blood when she got injured, but the craving for blood became more.

This is not my first time drinking blood, but I always avoided drinking human blood, so I usually bought animal blood to drink, but today is different.

I don't like being involved in a fight with my sisters or brother.

Anyway, my brother is not living with us. He has his business, and he is about to marry. He has a one-room apartment to himself.

My parents were formally Christians before they had me.

According to what I heard, They stopped their fellowship with God when their leader started giving them different stupid words from God.

Today my sister, Diana, got on my nerves.

She met us at home to watch our favorite T. V program, but when my sisters Deborah and Rose left the sitting room, she changed the channel in my presence.

She has always been doing this whenever I am the only one with her, but today I decided it was going to be her last.

I looked at my mom, who ran to her daughter's body, which I left on the floor, knowing what I had done to my sister. I turned to walk into my room.

"Stop there, Sophia, Stop there," Mom said, weeping as she carried her daughter's lifeless body up and placed it on her lap.

"Get me a rope, Deborah," Mom said amidst tears looking at my elder sister while holding my dead sister's body on her lap.

I know what my mom wanted to do with the rope. Anytime any of us messed up, she would take us to the bathroom, lock the door, and then beat us. She will warn us not to tell anyone.

Deborah brought the rope to Mum and I trembled.

"Mom!" Rose called out crying.

Rose walked out from where she was standing and let out a cry looking at Diana's lifeless body as Mom stood up to her feet, dropping the body on the floor. I bent on my knees as Mom approached me.

"Mom it was a mistake," I said.

Mom looked at the side of my mouth which was stained with blood. She dragged me to the bathroom and went out closing the door on me.

I could hear her say, "Let's go." to my sisters.