It has been 4 years now, I am now in 7th grade. I have been taking conlesing and have gotten better, but I still have nightmares about it.
My mom still hate me for what I did. She always tells me 'Why did you have to put my favorite child in jail. I pretty sure that you have it coming for you. You deserve what happen to you and more.' Most of the time im not even home because I was so afraid what she will do to me.
I was done. I heard that my sister was going to South Dakota so I asked my sister if she can take me with her. She agreed and took me with her.
When we arrived I said to myself a new start a new me.
