Lost and Forgiven Memories To New Life of Memories

Chapter 2: What lost, when it forgets.

When the time I was finding the people who I can trust in school, I found many mysteries about my truth and the lies upon my age and flashbacks. What happened to the real me when I see the blue eyes of drop in every hope I spare in and give it all I got.
What is it to find the truth, was it the people I saw in those flashbacks were my main problem or is it myself reacting to my soul and heart that I feared something from my bad luck comes to my fake family. When ever I see them, it hurt my heart that to get away from them is the right answer and thinking of my friends or listening will never solved my problem. When I chat somewhere in my phone. My life is a piece of evidence that I spare to thee most trustful people that I've wanted to see them but it never happens. I wish the truth was spoken to me and my second family only. If I will suffered what happened to me, did I make them suffer or was it myself to blame. It was unbelievable to see my friends vanished to thin air and never chat with them again. Is there an end to my life or was it the hope to hold and not to lose it from my grievings of this true life is really about. I see reddish blood spilling from my right hand was in pain, every time I get hurt because of my family and their hatred against me. I could have escaped but fail to do it. Keep see the flashbacks make me faltered to the ground where I see my self in a dying moment. I don't have a religion anymore and I banned for a reason. When there is a time to see it, I blame myself to make this world peace. But it have never happened, arguments, madness, disgrace of my fake family was too much. I would have never thank them but they supported me. I can't walk back to them, and I wish to never see them again.