I ran to my mothers grave I didn't know why because I haven't been here since the funeral but I did. That is when I dropped to my knees and cried until I couldn't cry anymore. I cried for about two hours before that happened though, but that's alright because I needed to let it out. I cried for her, I cried for my father and his mew copping skill of drinking and beating me and that one day he will take it to far and kill me, I cried for lying to Maria and hurting her by cutting, I cried for Andrew because of him getting close to me he got hurt, and I cried for myself I know how shallow is that crying for yourself but I did I cried for myself because I have always known that I will die I always just hoped that it wouldn't happen until I was older like eighty years older but I can now see that if I don't get out of this environment t that wont unless I make that happen because I know my father will either kill me with his own sorrowful, pitiful beatings on me or I will kill myself for myself and either way I am a fucking time about to go off and hurt everyone I get close to. So maybe I should just end all of my relationships before that happens, maybe I should just give up n all of my relationships until someone or someone kills me. Soon after that thought I fell into a deep sleep and I dreamed a interesting dream the dream was about....
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Teen FictionThere was this girl who lost her mother at a young age. What happens when her father starts grieving in the worst way possible? will anyone be able to save her from her father and herself? read and find out. sorry i am really bad at summaries.