You live with your mom, sister (Elizabeth), Big brother (Evan), other big brother (Micheal), and you (Your name). Your dad left, your mom got pregnant with you before your dad left. When you were born. You looked like an exact replica of him. Grey eyes, cold stare, black hair. And you even had the same voice as him! Your mom was scared you would turn out like him. So she’s been trying to stop that from happening at all costs. You don’t have a phone, your not aloud to cook (Because the knives). Heck, you’re not even aloud outside without adult supervision. You even started gettin some trates like him. Attitude, giving people a cold dark glare, and even the voice. Your mother wanted to protect you. Right now your at the dinner table with you’re family. “How was y’all’s days?” Youre mother says trying to break the silence