Today i felt like commuting suicide... But... I cant do it im afraid of dying...
And i got hit for no reason that she made blood comeout of my mouth (im talking about my mom)
I feel like my sister is the faveorite child.. And that im just a child that was a mistake.
I do all the chores that my mom dies not and she still hits me..
I do the chores in the house while my mom and sister and dad laying like slogs..
I mean... What does my sister do? Nothing..she dies nothing! ..
Why was i even born but i still live them..
I cant leave them... Even tho i keep on cutting myself.. And hurting myself...
I will try to stop me from doing that..
YOU ARE READING
! MY LIFE STORY!
Randomi dont know what im doing but u just wanted to write a story about my life i real life problems... and im not gonna mention my adress or where i live well.. maybe ill say the street i live in! enjoy!
