She who stayed in the shadow.
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-Dianna-
I was never a family-oriented person.
I hated the rules and responsibilities of being the eldest child. I hated how I have to pretend I’m shock whenever my baby brother surprises me. I hated how I have to give up my share, or switch presents with my baby brother, simply because I am older…and he is younger. I never liked being told to prioritize everyone else above myself—all because I was born first.
But during that pathetic rebellious phase, I met a wonderful woman. I was nine, and she was seven. Her name was Layla Young. When I first met her in the playground, I was annoyed on how I was told to go to the slide instead because my baby brother wanted the swing. So, when saw her at the slide, I lashed out and screamed at her to get lost—be
