The Unchosen Daughter
Language: en
My sister is a white swan, and I am an ugly duckling. My parents always love to compare us: "Look at your sister, then look at yourself." Even the neighborhood boy we grew up playing with said, "Serena looks like a princess, you look like the maid who serves the princess." I wasn't convinced and asked him why. He sniffled and said, "Because you look messy." Until that day we went to a banquet. My parents held my sister's hand, trying their hardest to sell her to the host family, praising her to the skies. I shrank in the corner, staring at the imported cookies on the table,…