My Stepmom Demanded I Feed Her & Her Kids—So I Taught Them a Lesson They Won’t Forget

When my dad left on a two-week work trip, he told me not to worry—my stepmom Marcy would handle my lunch money. But

when I asked her the next morning, she snapped, “Not my problem.” That sentence stuck with me. I was sixteen, but I’d been

cooking for myself since I was eleven, after my mom passed away. Back then, it was just me and Dad, quietly surviving grief. I

found comfort in the kitchen, learning to make simple meals while the house stayed quiet and heavy.

Dad tried, but life movedon. Then came Marcy—bright lipstick, forced smiles,

and three loud kids. She made it clear that I was now “part of the team,” which really meant picking up responsibilities she

didn’t want. I had a job, homework, and grief that hadn’t gone away. Being a stand-in parent wasn’t part of my plan. After

Marcy refused to help with lunch money, I started using my own paycheck to buy groceries.

I cooked just for myself and kept to my room, which sparked more resentment. Marcy called me selfish for,

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