I Baked A Poisoned Cake For My Stepmother's Birthday
Hi, boys and girls! My name is Molly and I am fourteen years old. Here I've seen many stories about bad stepmothers that have made the lives of the storytellers miserable. My story will also be about my stepmother Regina and me, but something in it might surprise and even shock you! The point is that Regina went into the hospital because of my mistake, and her health was in danger. But I did not want this to happen! Well, maybe I wanted it… but I would have never done anything to make it happen, I swear.
Regina came into my life a little more than three years ago. And, you see… we just did not click right away. My parents are divorced, and I'm not of one of these kids who didn’t suffer from their parents’ separation. After the divorce, I stayed with my father. My mother is the best, and I talk to her on Skype every day and spend almost every weekend with her, but she can’t walk and can only get around in a wheelchair. And when she and my Dad separated, I was still a kid, so my Dad decided that taking care of me alone would be too hard for her, so they agreed that it would be better for me to stay with him.So, for a few years I stayed with just my father, and it was a good time. We watched cartoons together every night, we went to the countryside to spend some time in the forest, we walked in the park where we played together and flew kites... When my Dad noticed how much I enjoyed outdoor activities, he even promised that we would get a dog. But we “got a Regina” instead.My father did not tell me anything about his girlfriend. So when he finally decided that Regina and I should meet, I lost control of the situation – my father and Regina were engaged, and additionally, Regina was expecting a baby! I thought for a long time that my Dad had married Regina because she was pregnant… I could not see any other reason for them to be together. I was sure that Regina was totally the wrong person for my father, because she was so completely different from my mom!
Regina understood at once that I did not like her: when I heard that they were getting married I shouted, stomping my feet and running away to my room. Regardless of that, Regina still tried to get along with me and make me like her. She learned a lot about what my father and I were doing together and even tried to replace him when he was away. At that time my father had gotten a promotion at work and started going on business trips frequently. Regina tried to do everything she could so that I would not feel lonely and sad, but I did not appreciate it and just simply asked her to drive me to my mother’s house. At that time, I was convinced that all Regina's attempts to be nice with me were mere hypocrisy.
Things got a little bit better when my younger sister Tina was born. I sincerely loved this cute baby, and I helped care for her with pure joy. And I did not want to create a toxic atmosphere around her, so, for some time, I stopped expressing how much I disliked Regina, and maybe that was why she decided that, between us, everything was OK now.
That’s why when I lost control and told Regina everything that I thought about her straight to her face, she was completely crushed. Honestly, I don’t even remember what made me so angry, but I had had a bad day, I was already irritated, and Tina was sleeping in her room and could hear nothing. So I told Regina that she would never even compare with my mother and that my father had married her only because of Tina — he had always wanted to have another child.Regina did not say anything in response, but it seemed that she went and cried quietly later. And even though I know that she did not tell my father what I had done, his patience burst like a bubble. He called for me and told me that we had to have a serious talk and warned me that if I did not get along with my stepmother… he would send me to stay with my mother. You see… recently my mother had gotten married for the second time too, so it would be weird for me to live with her and her new husband. In addition, I did not want to leave Tina – you just can’t imagine how cute she is! Now you understand why moving away was not an option for me.
I promised my father that I would find a way to fix everything. And soon a window of opportunity opened – it was Regina’s birthday where she was turning twenty-five. My plan was to make my stepmother a birthday cake – a huge and very beautiful one!
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