July 14th was my birthday. I'm finally 15...I wish I wasn't though...
I was rapped on the 14th by one of my cousins... ON MY FUCKING BIRTHDAY.
I told my family but they didn't listen and they just walked away...what did i do wrong...why do I deserve this pain...
I don't know what to do anymore... I bleed just to get rid of the pain...
*2 hours later*
I'm on my way to my grandparents. They wanted me to get away from my family because they know how they are. I didn't know I could feel better with my mom gone, away from me. I feel a little better and have t thought about hurting myself yet. But then again it's only been two hours so....
July 18th 2018
I feel free from the chains my parents have tired me to for so long...
I like writing about how I feel now. It makes me feel like I can say everything and not be judged or hurt. But I'm scared that my mom will read this when I'm gone or something... she always goes through my shit and never leaves anything alone. I feel like I've been opened and invaded.
Can someone tell me what I've felt this way and never told anyone but the voices in my head tell me that no one cares and that I'm all alone. I'm constantly tired and in pain. I want it to stop. I want to lose my emotions and just go numb. I want to stop everything from happening. Maybe everyone will be better off with me dead....
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MyJournal/Diary 
Short StoryTrigger warning! this isn't my whole story just parts of it... This will be hard to read just so y'all know. This story is about my life and everything I've been through and what I'm still going through. Everything that's in here is everything that...
