My name is Alex, I'm 16 and I've been living in hell for the past month of my life, my parents got divorced and we had a custody battle, I am owned by both of them and sometimes I wonder why they dident just leave me to die, I was forced to make a living to buy food to live after my dad got a girlfriend and they both have jobs and they buy meals for them selfs with me locked in my room and my annoying little sister always singing the wrong words, my moms side is nicer but not fun still, she lives with her parents and I go there every other week and she feeds me and my grandma helps us out as long as we help pay living expenses.
I've come to like drawing and I want to become professional, my room is covered in pictures and some of them are not the prettiest things in the world, I read fan fiction and some of my school friends say that I have addictions, I made new hobbies like making things come to life with paper, glue, and some scissors and my favorite one is a golden metallic dragon that hangs above my bed at my grandmas house.
Me and my grandma do everything together but first, from when I was 6 (I'm 17 now) I had always felt out of plays doing things with guys and about a year ago I found the word and that word was the word that split my family.
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Each Step A Little Closer
General FictionA boy named Alex goes through the hardest time I his life, his only thought is suicide and with all the things going on his his life, I wouldn't blame him.
