While we were eating our dinner, my appa told Jessica that I got 198 over 200 in my entrance exam. And she was just like

no response to it. She was just eating her dinner silently. 

"Jessica, you should congratulate your dongsaeng" my stepmother said

Jessica looked at me "Congratulations" and she went back eating her dinner

"Jessica, you should study hard because you're grades last school year were low" my stepmother said

She nodded while eating her dinner. She didn't look at her umma. She stood up from her chair and went to her room. 

"Why is she like that again?" my stepmom asked appa

"Because you always told her to study even though she tried her best to pass last school year's exam" my appa said

"Are you sure she's trying her best? Then, why is she going out every week ends with her classmate? That's why I don't like you!

You're making her into a spoiled brat! You're always there for her to comfort her even though it's her mistake" my stepmother said

as she stood up from her chair and went to the kitchen. I decided to stood up from my chair and went to my room. While I was

studying for tomorrow's oral test. Someone knocked on my door. I opened it and saw Jessica standing in front of me. She went

inside my room and sat on the couch beside the window. I closed the door and looked at her. 

"You know, when I knew I have a stepsister, I felt awkward about it. I can't accept the fact that I have a stepsister. I hope your umma 

didn't die so that you'll not be staying here in this house" she said as she stood up from the couch

"When I knew my dad left us because he have another family, I got really angry at him. I got angry at his family because the family

he's living right now is the reason why he left us. I'm hoping also that my umma is still alive because I also don't want to live

in this house"

 "Then, why are you here?" she asked as she crossed her arms

"You know, if appa didn't force me to live in this house, I won't. I really don't want to live in this house. I just live here because

my umma said to me before she died that appa is going to get me"

"You decided to stay here because you knew that we're rich, am I right?" she raised her left eyebrow

"Actually, I really don't know that you're rich. I really don't know that your umma is really good to me. And by the way, why are

you like this to me? Are you angry at me?" I asked her

"Ne! I'm angry at you! I don't know what you did to my umma! I don't know why she likes you more than me! I really

don't know why!" she keep on shouting every words she say

"I don't know why your umma likes me. But I don't believe you that she likes me more than you. She likes you more than me

because you are also his daughter. And you were originated from your umma's womb"

I bowed down "I don't know why my appa likes you more than me. Even though we're his daughters, it's like he likes you more

than me. He gives you hug whenever you go to school while me, he doesn't. When I was young, I really want to feel a father's

love but until now, I really can't still feel it and I'm longing for it. Even my appa can't hug me and it really hurts me"

"Stop being like that! Of course she likes me more than you because I'm her legal daughter and you're just a trash daughter

who originated from a trash mom!" she said as she walked away. She slammed the door. I cried when she said that I'm just a

trash daughter because it's true. They are the legal family but I really don't know what's the whole story. My mom just told me

that they are the legal family. I laid down in my bed. I stretched my hand to reach for the bear. I hugged the bear on my chest

and cried. I really don't know what to do right now. I just want to stay out in this house but I can't because there are a lot of maids

out there and I just can't escape from them. I hope umma's here to protect me from her. I really miss my umma. I just want to

die right now so that I don't have any problems. I want to see my umma right now and cried at her chest like I always do when

I was a child. When my classmates bully me, I always ran to her and cried on her chest. Umma, I hope you're here.