MOIRA
(Quiet anger)
You hate me don't you? I am never good enough for you.
(Anger builds)
No matter what I do it's not as good as my sister. I always have to hear how she would have done it better. Or how she already did it better.
(Hurt)
Why does she want to ruin my life? She just wants to blot me out like I was some sort of mistake... I'm just a copy... A copy of a copy... Not as good as the original... Not as good as you.
(Sarcastic and bitter)
You are so perfect... Everyone around me is so perfect... And there was nothing left over for me... I am the leftover failures... I am the fatty waste you toss to the dogs.
(Fury)
Everyone hates me! Why does everyone think I am so horrible... (Shakes and tries to hold back the fury) Probably because I am. A horrible creature doomed to walk this earth and suffer... For you.
(Cries uncontrollably... Struggles to speak)
I'm hurting... Hurting so bad inside. Cut off from everyone ... Punished for some past life wrongs... What did I do in a past life to deserve this... Or am I paying for the sins of my father... And mother... Am I your sin? Or do I remind you of some sin you want to forget?
(Anger builds)
Or I am a disappointment that keeps disappointing. I even disappoint myself.
(Furious)
I will never be my sister. I don't to be her. I hate everything about her!
(Cries... Sadness)
But I don't want to be me either. Sometimes I want to fade away... Become a shadow... Fading away... Forgotten... Maybe if you forget about me I won't make you so sad anymore.
(She hears a knock at her door. She tries to fix her up ... Wipes away the tears)
What's that mom ? I was just watching a video... Was it too loud? I'm sorry.... I'm really sorry.
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