Katarina's pov

"Ahhhhh, i cut myself again". i groaned in pain as the knife cut me near my thump. Tears started streaming down my face and i knew that no one was coming to wipe them off my face so i put on a brave face and continued washing the dozen of dishes i had to finish before bed .

The cut wasn't that deep.

Before i forget let me introduce my self . My name is Katarina Kingston but people know me as Katarina Charush. Ever since my father died and left me with my step-mother my life has been hell for me . She makes me wash all the dishes and do all the work of a maid while her and her daughters enjoy life . My mother died i was 8 and my father decided to marry Sasha because he thought I needed a female figure since i was growing up.

My Father then later on passed away when i was 10 years old by the way and my surname was changed when i was 10 years old .

Now I'm 18 years old and all I do is work ever since i was 10 years old , when my father passed away and Sasha changed my surname and i don't know for what reason. I never leave the house . I don't go to school because she wants to be sending me everywhere , she is always like "i don't want my feet to hurt so i will be sending you","ahhhh that makes my blood boil" She used to let me go for my dance lessons until i turned 16 and then she stopped me for no reason and we moved to another country . That's the only thing she allowed me to do and i don't know why. I watch all the other kids of my age outside through the window. I have a phone that is old fashioned which i use to get phone calls from my mom's sister, Carol but Sasha doesn't know .

Carol is a nice lady . Everytime she calls i always tell her that 'm fine' but she always knows that I'm lying. We are only waiting for the day i turn 20 when i will take Sasha down and return everything i own . My Aunty tried to convince me to run away and go with her but i refused because i have to stick to my plan . I will wait for the day i will get everything that belongs to my father .

I don't have any relatives from both my father and mother except Carol.

"Don't just stand there and cry for nothing . Finish washing the dishes because you are making noise ! " Sasha shouted as she brought me back to reality with her annoying voice . I wiped my tears and continued with the dishes . How can she be telling me that I'm making noise when her kids are the ones busy giggling. Life will never around here will never change it will always be the same , i have to be strong.

I finished washing the dishes. "ahhh i hate my life right now", i said in my mind as i finished where i was cleaning by the sink. I went to the dining room and i started cleaning. I wiped the table first, it was sticky so i went to get some hot water from the tap in the kitchen. After cleaning the table , i went to get a sweeping broom so that i can sweep on the ground. After i finished in the dining room I went to the kitchen. I wiped the counters , swept the floor and i moped the floor. When i finished cleaning , i went to switch off all the lights in the house and i went to my room.

My room was a very tiny room in the artic. I just had a tiny bed and a very old television. There was nothing interesting in my room everything was old it looked like a storage room but i tried my best to make it look very neat.