Thin Line between love and Hate
Prologue - October 1989
It was a Saturday afternoon. Stephanie Herring was in her beautiful flower
Decorated room playing with her array of Barbie dolls. She pretended that
One of her dolls fell from an eighteen-story building and the doll's head
Broke. She was about to cry when she remembered that her mom could just
Buy her a new one. Stephine happily jumped up and skipped downstairs with her
Broken Barbie doll to see her mommy holding and feeding stephine's new sister,
Arielle. Stephanie ran to her mommy and smiled, thinking that she was going to
get what she wants.
"Mommy, what are you doing?"
"I'm feeding Arielle."
"Oh. Well, when I was playing with my Barbie dolls, one of their heads
broke."
"And what do you want me to do?"
"I was wondering if you and me could go to the toy store and get a new
one."
"Stephine, you have plenty. Why should I buy another one?"
"Because I need it."
Her mommy laughs.
"You don't need it. You want it."
"But I do need it. It's very important."
"I notice you use that word more than you actually need to. What could be
"YOU ALWAYS PAY MORE ATTENTION TO Arielle THAN TO ME! What about me!
What about my needs?"
"Don't talk to me like that Stephanie."
"You don't love me anymore. You just care about Arielle. I hate you."
Stephine stubbornly then runs to her room, and as soon as she got there, she
Broke down into tears. She walks over to her array of stuff toys and
Picks up her Mickey Mouse doll.
"My mommy doesn't love me anymore. She only cares about that brat
Arielle. You wait and see Mickey. Arielle will never share with me. We
Won't share friends, toys, food, rooms, or anything. I hate Arielle and I
Hope she dies."
Prologue - October 1989
It was a Saturday afternoon. Stephanie Herring was in her beautiful flower
Decorated room playing with her array of Barbie dolls. She pretended that
One of her dolls fell from an eighteen-story building and the doll's head
Broke. She was about to cry when she remembered that her mom could just
Buy her a new one. Stephine happily jumped up and skipped downstairs with her
Broken Barbie doll to see her mommy holding and feeding stephine's new sister,
Arielle. Stephanie ran to her mommy and smiled, thinking that she was going to
get what she wants.
"Mommy, what are you doing?"
"I'm feeding Arielle."
"Oh. Well, when I was playing with my Barbie dolls, one of their heads
broke."
"And what do you want me to do?"
"I was wondering if you and me could go to the toy store and get a new
one."
"Stephine, you have plenty. Why should I buy another one?"
"Because I need it."
Her mommy laughs.
"You don't need it. You want it."
"But I do need it. It's very important."
"I notice you use that word more than you actually need to. What could be
"YOU ALWAYS PAY MORE ATTENTION TO Arielle THAN TO ME! What about me!
What about my needs?"
"Don't talk to me like that Stephanie."
"You don't love me anymore. You just care about Arielle. I hate you."
Stephine stubbornly then runs to her room, and as soon as she got there, she
Broke down into tears. She walks over to her array of stuff toys and
Picks up her Mickey Mouse doll.
"My mommy doesn't love me anymore. She only cares about that brat
Arielle. You wait and see Mickey. Arielle will never share with me. We
Won't share friends, toys, food, rooms, or anything. I hate Arielle and I
Hope she dies."