Not a lot people understand my envy of revenge against my family, which is because they don’t know how much I have suffered because of my parents, my brothers and their mockeries.
I was the third child of what was to be a family of four: first of all there was my brother Edward, then there was Clarence and finally it was my turn to breathe air. After me my mother gave birth to Rutland.
Edward has always been treated as a king since he was born because he was to be the future ruler of England. Clarence, him, had so much luck and happiness in his life that even the lack of interest our mother had in him didn’t seem to bother him. He has always been a happy child. I have memories of him laughing when things were sad, finding joy in everything, not answering when anyone provoked him. But he was so naïve: he had a blind faith in all of us, in the others, he was right to believe in them but as for me I have used him from the moment I have chosen to rule England and to have my revenge! I have been brilliant on that point.
As for Rutland, dear Rutland, he was murdered by this witch that is Margaret when he had not even reached adult life yet, he was still a babe only! I say, I shall have revenge for his death and the witch responsible for his murder shall suffer more than him in his death, I loved my brother so much, he must have been the only member of my family that didn’t mock me day and night!
From the minute, I breathed air for the first time and that my “beloved” family saw my deformities I disgusted them all, my mother hated me and avoided me as much as possible; my father was ashamed of his own son and never until my sixth birthday did I leave the palace in his company! My brother Edward, I could write a book about his mockeries to me. He, with my parents, is the main reason of my thirst of revenge and of my desire to see others suffer instead of me for once! He tortured me, insulted me, spat on me, offended me in many other ways and I have never and...