My nightmare, from the beginning. So My mom died when i was little, and i was gavin to one of her EX boyfriends, cause they wouldnt allow my father to be my caregiver. My father lives in florida and doesnt eat much of anything other then canned foods, and drinks beer. He is a DRUNK. And so i was happy until like the eveil step mother from cinderalla moved in. She had a daughter and a son. The son a messed up in the head, sick ass boy. But not i seen that. I hated my new step mother, she would let me do anything. I mean i was the frantic about school, i didnt like any boy at my school. I mean i was THE nerdiest kid there. My best friends were the teachers.. and their kids. I carried every book home with me from school. Until the 7th grade. The 7th grade is when i broke down. Not anyone knew what i had been through. ANd i hadnt realized it till i accidently told my teacher! I mean i was soo scared. And it didnt help that word got out i used to cut myself..
But then i met some really great people.. But honestly no one would ever know the pain of what my family did to me.. My brother is the one who hurt me the most.. physically and mentally am i scarred for life! And no one believes me. No one at all! But, you wanna know the fucking truth.. i was NEVER okay. I just was able to fool you all until that year.. that year it ALL came out.. the year i told. The year, i lost my cool.
This is gonna be a TRUE story.
This did happen.. not to me..
But to a really close friend..
I hope you like. :]
**Jaee