THE DARK PRINCESS

g to record my project just like the litera

d I knew it was time to eat breakfast and

enough to go to school, but no one wanted to listen t

not mean physically; I meant emotionally.

ur name?" My mom asked, barging into my r

knock"? I asked her, to

say?" She asked,

o you just intrude on people's privacy?" I

?" She asked, dragging me by the hair, but I pushe

ou used to know. This Mia right here is ready for anything."

to eat. I was about to turn when I felt something hitti

hed it, it was blood. I heard screams around me, but I was feeling dizzy. Then I felt something deep

company in the whole of America would ever want her again. But

has left. What just happened? I looked around to see my mom on the floor with her hands bleeding. She looked scared,

I stabbed her, b

ng, the police were already at

did not even think twice before telling the police to make sure I neve

name?" One of the

Mia," I re

man that you st

" I replied wit

are you

teen yea

m, Mia, knowing you would

plate on my head, and before I knew it, I was

a plate on your

ng. He stood up and left. When he came back, he brou

t your mom?" He said. It was mo

own model," I replied. My mom is a model

model, but I want to know her as

you want to kno

lationship with h

her modeling business. I was raised by my nanny because she was never around. I barely see her, and we totally lived like strangers

t your dad

ing to be the one to say that part. A woman who left her ma

nd requested to see my mom, who

discuss. I went to my room restless, not knowing wha

needs a queen beside him. My mom was pregnant when she gave birth; she had twins, me and my brother. We were just a few months

he said my mom never said why she left her marriage. She only said she want

; she was the one there. My mom just cared about her weight, how to look

arted acting weird toward me. She kept telling me that my father

ven selling me out. Those were the words I heard all my life growin

ent. And I will be sixteen in a few months. I'm scared; I don't want to jump from frying pan

we don't get along. I can just avoid her, and maybe until I a

opened a separate account under my name wher

turned sixteen. I heard a knock on my door, and when I opene

use they were not saying any

ave a flight to catch tomorrow mo

't go until I was sixteen, and it'

ill do anything to get you aw

e your father. And I heard you were an infant

r me. He doesn't want me, so why should I stay w

ou can just go; maybe it won't be that bad. After all, your dad is a king, which makes

ss; I don't want to be called a freak by my friend

you can stay with. And I am sorry if your friends think that you are a freak. But what

e a normal girl, not the daugh