finding myself while lost

prolonge

i hate my life i wish i was dead. shouldnt i just kill myself since im already contemplating it. well the answer to that question is no i shouldnt no matter how fucked up my life is i cant do it . what i can do is listen to my so called depressing music and i can wear black but my mom dosnt like the color black on me she says i look uglier then i already do but she isnt my real mom shes my foster mom. ive been in this crap of a home since twelve im sixteen now i was planning on leaving but i cant not when i have someone to take care of . he is absolutely adorable and he's ten i've been there for him since he was seven when he first came so i cant let him suffer the same as me he cant get hit as much as me if im there for him. i feel as everything is just ok now until i hear the news me and my close to being brother are being seperated im moving to a whole different location called spotdford whatever that is and although i'll miss my crazy brother he's moving in with his aunt she seems nice enough so im not that worried for him but me....my new life has just begun and its only just the beggining

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i hope you liked votes? comment? either or i will write three more chapters and see how many votes it can get. i also want to write it about werewolves or should it be about vampires help me out guys thanks and hope you enjoyed

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. her name is jessica

. they are not related and no she is not emo

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