There are three children in our family, two of whom are my father’s daughters with his mistress. Only I am the biological daughter of both my parents. My mother dotes on those two children but treats me like a stray dog. I even suspect that maybe I’m actually my father’s child with his mistress. But the paternity test results show that I am indeed my mother’s biological daughter. She stripped me naked and hung me at the front door. Every person passing by could see me. I cried and begged my father to save me. He was anxious and questioned my mother about why she was abusing me like this. However, after she whispered something in his ear, he immediately changed his attitude and even pulled out his belt to beat me black and blue. My grandparents felt sorry for me and gave me money to help me escape from my mother. After she found out, she also whispered something to them. After hearing it, they coldly dragged me back and told her to beat me to death. I don’t understand why my mother abuses me, and I understand even less what words could make my father and grandparents instantly change their attitudes and want me dead! I’m so curious about what my mother actually said to them! ***** “You little bitch, I stripped you naked and hung you here for everyone to see. You must be thrilled, right?” Hearing my mother’s shrill voice, I trembled with fear. She stripped me naked and hung me at our front door, and I’m already twenty years old this Christmas! This isn’t the first time she’s done this. This time it was just because I secretly wore my sister’s dress! It was such a small thing. My sister didn’t even blame me, but when my mother saw it, she immediately flew into a rage and stripped me naked to hang me up! I looked at my mother with tears streaming down my face, pleading with her, hoping she would take pity on me, hoping she would understand that I am her biological daughter, not some stray dog from the street! But she showed me no mercy at all. She despised me, hated me. She wished I would die immediately! My mother has never liked me. I always thought she was just naturally cold and didn’t like anyone. But ever since my father brought home his two daughters with his mistress, my mother completely changed. She dotes on my two sisters as if she were their biological mother! She would gently hold them in her arms and tell bedtime stories, but whenever I tried to join in and listen, she would slap me so hard that I couldn’t hear properly for days! She would also cook them a big plate of fish and chips, letting them eat until they were stuffed, while I could only watch longingly and lick the leftover sauce! My two sisters get new clothes every week, while I’ve grown to twenty years old without ever having my own dress! When they bullied me and rode me like a horse, my mother not only wouldn’t scold them but would praise them, saying that’s exactly how bitches like me should be trampled underfoot! Compared to them, I seem more like my father’s daughter with his mistress! Otherwise, I can’t understand why my mother despises me so much. But I look exactly like her. Our family still keeps the video of my birth, and I am indeed her biological daughter whom she gave birth to with great difficulty! I couldn’t accept this reality and tried to find reasons to defend her. Maybe she had postpartum depression, which is why she hates me. But she gets psychological evaluations every Christmas. She doesn’t have postpartum depression at all! Or maybe she thinks that because I’m a daughter and not a son, she blames me for my father’s infidelity. But my father loves me dearly. All his assets are registered under my name, and he betrayed my mother long before I was even born! I can’t find any reason to defend her. I can only accept that she simply despises me. From childhood to now, she has been abusing me constantly. When I couldn’t take the beatings anymore, I cried and begged my father to take me away. He felt incredibly sorry for me and even had a huge fight with my mother over it. “Hailey is your biological daughter, not some stray animal. How can you abuse her like this?” My mother sneered and leaned over to whisper something in my father’s ear. After hearing it, he immediately panicked. He stopped protecting me and instead picked up a whip to lash my back viciously! “You’re right. This bitch shouldn’t be alive!” In my desperation, I’ve sought help from many people. Many of them were kind strangers who wanted to help after seeing me get beaten. But after hearing my mother’s whispered words, they all showed malice toward me, as if I deserved every beating I got. Especially my two half-sisters – when they see my mother abusing me, they dance with joy, more vicious than any adult. I don’t understand, and I can’t figure out, why my mother hates me so much.
Whenever I think about the twenty years of abuse my mother put me through, my heart races with fear. But she never stopped because of my terror—instead, she’d look at me with even more disgust. I was at my breaking point and forced myself to ask her: “Mom, why do you hate me so much? If you don’t want to see me, I can leave this house. Why do you have to torture me like this?” I really wanted to get away from her, even if it meant living in poverty or begging on the streets. But after hearing this, she flew into a rage and slapped me hard across the mouth: “You’re my daughter, and I’ll torture you however I want! You think you can run off and harm other people? Not a chance!” She glared at me with bloodshot eyes, looking like a demon. My hope was completely shattered. Mom became even more brutal in her abuse, beating me until I was covered in wounds. I had no doubt that if Grandpa and Grandma hadn’t suddenly returned, she would have beaten me to death. Grandpa rushed over and shoved her aside, then gently lifted me down and protectively placed me behind him. Even facing Grandpa and Grandma, Mom remained cold and cruel, showing no sign of remorse. After Grandma examined my body and found that my entire back had been beaten raw and bloody, she shouted angrily: “You monster! Hailey is your own daughter, not some stray animal you picked up off the street! How can you abuse her like this? How can you be so cruel?” Grandpa was trembling with rage. If it weren’t for his poor health, he definitely would have punched Mom already. I hid behind him, crying silently. If it hadn’t been for Grandpa and Grandma protecting me all these years, Mom would have abused me to death long ago! The neighbors had gathered around by now, sincerely urging Mom to treat me better, saying that I was already an adult and it was inappropriate for her to strip me naked and hang me up like this. But she didn’t care at all, just casually fixing her hair. Seeing her indifferent attitude, Grandpa stepped forward and grabbed her by the collar: “You abuse your own daughter—we’ve had enough of you! I’m taking Hailey away from you, you vicious woman!” Before he could turn around, she grabbed him and pulled him back. She patted his shoulder, signaling him to calm down: “Don’t rush. Listen to what I have to say first, then decide whether you want to take this b*tch with you.” At that moment, my heart was pounding frantically. I desperately begged Grandpa to take me away immediately: “Don’t listen to Mom, please, Grandpa!” I knew better than anyone that once he heard her whispered words, he would never feel sorry for me again. Seeing me cry so heartbrokenly, he became even angrier, thinking she had threatened me. He stroked my hair and said: “Don’t worry, Hailey. I won’t let your mother continue abusing you. From now on, you’ll live with me and your grandma, and we’ll never let you get hurt again!” I was moved, but I still couldn’t let him hear those words. I was truly terrified: “Grandpa, I’m begging you not to listen, please!” But the more frightened I became, the more curious Grandpa grew. Even as I clung to his pant leg, he still walked toward Mom. Right up until the moment he leaned his ear close to her mouth, I was still praying. I thought: “He’s protected me for twenty years, he loves me deeply. Even if he hears her whispered words, he surely won’t abandon me, right?” But I was still too naive. As Grandpa listened to Mom’s whispered words, his breathing became more and more labored, his eyes grew wider and wider, his lips trembled, and he couldn’t even speak. Mom sighed and patted his shoulder. Then he looked at me. His eyes held none of the tenderness and love he’d shown me just moments before.
He silently hung me back on the door, then shooed away the watching neighbors. “I didn’t understand the situation clearly just now. Hailey made a mistake, so her mother was punishing her. Everyone can go home now.” The neighbors looked at me with confusion. “Hailey, what exactly did you do to make your mother so angry?” I didn’t dare speak, even though I hadn’t done anything wrong. Even my grandparents, who loved me most, had sided with Mom. No one was protecting me anymore. Now whatever I said would only earn me another beating. Grandpa continued explaining with a smile, “Hailey has been rebellious since she was little. If we don’t discipline her strictly, she’ll probably cause big trouble later. Sorry for disturbing everyone.” After all, this was a family matter. The neighbors couldn’t interfere much and gradually left. Once everyone was gone, the smile vanished from Grandpa’s face instantly. He pulled the belt from his waist and lashed it hard across my back! “Your mother is right. A wretch like you deserves to be taught a lesson. You don’t deserve to live in this world!” I screamed in pain and questioned him desperately, “Grandpa, why are you forcing me to die too? What exactly did I do wrong?” His answer was an even harder beating. His voice was cold as ice: “Because your very existence is a mistake!” In that moment, I fell into complete despair. My grandparents, who had loved me most, had also completely abandoned me, just like everyone else who had heard Mom’s whispered words. Since childhood, my grandparents had always loved me most. He said I was the only child in their family, and as long as he was alive, he wouldn’t let Mom hurt me. I had once desperately asked if he would really never abandon me. My grandparents looked at me kindly and said, “Of course not. You’re our only granddaughter. Even if we die, we’ll protect you!” They had originally come to take me away from here today. But in the end, they left me here, letting me be beaten like a stray dog. But the physical pain wasn’t enough to break me. What truly destroyed me was that whispered secret Mom had told them. I couldn’t understand what words could have such tremendous power, making my loved ones abandon me one by one, beat me, and despise me like I was some kind of curse! I still couldn’t escape Mom’s clutches in the end. My grandparents returned to their hometown, saying they hoped the next time they saw me, it would be my corpse.
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