A Life Worth Living

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       I used to think my life was worth living. I  have suicidal thoughts every now and then. It's not  about my dad who is a drug dealer or my mom who is a lesbian. Its because  everyone knows about my parent and that makes me an outcast. It's hard to make friends. I have no one. No one i can trust. No one I can lean on. 

      " Dad... can we talk?" I asked shyly as his client left. 

      " What do you want?" He asked in his deep voice.

     "  I just want to talk for a minute." I glance down at my fingers and the next thing I know is he grabbed my neck and pinned me up against the wall. 

    " I said what do you want..." He said angrily  this time.

I didn't know what to say so I just kept quiet until he finally go. 

   

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