“I wish people didn't exist. Or better,I wish I didn't exist. Brother yelling, screaming, and abusing. Mom, Always sick, Screaming, and starts to throw stuff and break stuff. Sister, cries, and screams like a bloody murder. And I? I fucking go insane. Screaming, Crying, Puking, Attempts of suicide and running away, is anything normal in this world? Everone wonders why I act like a character. Its simple, I can't act like myself around people. I can't talk without thoughts. Thoughts like, If I say this.. Will they notice that.. Are they going to notice this.. I can't talk.. I just hate it. I hate social interaction. You would wear all black and people start to say your ''Satanic'' Funny right? I really hate being here. If I wasn't here, My family would actually be happy. My dad might still be alive. You never know. Maybe its all my fault. I'm just bad luck.”
