Evil's stepmother makes me step on glass, so I plant evidence on her kids and ruin her life.

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When I was four years old, my father and mother divorced because he cheated on her.

They had a really rough divorce and had lots of fights. Eventually, the divorce was settled and

my mother and father could move on. My father married his mistress who I'll call E as to respect

her privacy. My father was really happy with her and me and my sister got a step brother and two

step sisters with whom we got along really well. Skip forward two years and E started acting

different and so was my father. Me and my sister often couldn't visit our father because he had to

work. Whilst in reality, he was free. When me and my sister were there, we often weren't allowed to

eat at the table, which seven year old me didn't understand. Eventually, my father started

becoming more distant. He didn't wish me happy birthday anymore and missed lots of important

milestones in my childhood, like learning to ride a bike or plays at school. When I was nine,

my sister and I could only visit four days a month and had to sleep in separate rooms.

I vividly remember that during one weekend that we were there, I accidentally broke a glass,

and E had gotten furious. She sent me upstairs and had me take my socks off,

which nine year old me found really weird. Then, she showed me a piece of glass she held in her hand

and said that this is what I deserved for my clumsiness. She pushed the shard of glass into the

soul of my foot, I yelled and cried, and tried to remove my leg from her grasp when I felt a hand

on my shoulder. It was my father's hand. He was helping E do this. I don't remember what happened

after that. He also got in a huge fight with my sister and had pulled her by the hair down to the

basement. After these two occasions and a lot of verbal abuse, we decided to break all contact

and tell our mother what had happened. We hadn't told her before because, well, he was our father.

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