May 15, 2013
I haven't talked to anyone yet. I've left my room for obvious reasons, like the bathroom, or dinner. But, I haven't talked to anyone. I can't. Now, I've considered talking, forbidden.
If I talk to someone, It's like backstabbing my mother. She is the only one I talk to. I talk to her in my prayers, and in spirit. She always there. I just can't see her. Like an imaginary friend.
She's my best friend. She's my only friend. She's the only person I trust. I don't trust Dad, anymore. He was supposed to protect her. And where is she now? Dead.
My older sister, Anne, is always going out, and she said she already, "coped the pain" but, all she does is party. And my older brothers, Matt and Joshua, are "coping the pain" as well, but play video games all day.
I can't trust them either. Like I said, I only trust Mom.
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