This place

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You call it my home. I call it hell. I'm so lonely. the feelings I get wen I'm here despair, sadness, and most of all loneliness. the hatred I carry for this place is unspeakable I have no friends were I am entering the door of this place is enough to make wanna die. I spend so much time alone I've shed so many worthless tears you don't want me here you keep me here as torture. for what I have no clue what could I have done to deserve this punishment. I feel worthless I can't do anything. I want someone to help take me away I can't take this place any longer. I feel as if I only have one way out but. I can't.

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