I saved my half sister’s life when she was a baby. I didn’t think twice about it, I grabbed her out of a bathtub of water that was spilling over the edge of the tub and flooding the hallway. She was face down in the water, her mother drunk and passed out on the couch.
What did I get for my troubles?
Well, my half sister Katy won’t talk to me now because I criticized her mother for being a bad person in the present. In the past, my step mother punched me in the face when I told the drunken hag that she had almost let her baby die.
Yep. That’s the thanks that I got for saving a human life. My sister never said ‘thank you’, no one did. My older brother spread stories about me and said I ‘lived the wrong lifestyle’ and wouldn’t let me talk…
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