In every human being there is a story that make them how they are now......Well i will tell a story that will leave you surprised.
There was once a family that was called "The West Family" we where recognized because of my mother. She was a drug addicted prostitute, yes i know. To be honest i never had liked her job but i didn't have any choice but to accept her decisions.
Well let me start from the beginning,
We where a family of 5 , but my dad & little sister died in a car accident, & my older brother committed suicide. Tuff huh? Well like my dad used to say," God, doesn't give big challenges to people who can not handle those challenges." I hope i can get through this! Why you ask ? Because all the time i would have a nightmare ¡Every single night & the same one!
It's just....hard , i was there i saw him do it!!!
& just started to cry i didn't do anything about it! i-i was useless to my brother. Mom was right, i'm the one to blame i will be the responsible one because of my brother's death i hate myself, you don't know how much.
All these problems started because of me, well that is what my mom says & i'm starting to believe that it is true.
I hate living every day! i swear. I always would close myself in my room after i get home from school. With all the pressure & the bullying in school , it's kinda frustrating. I would pour out tears & if it was hard i too would try to take my life away. But every time that i would try, something would stop me from doing it i really didn't know what it was but well.
i guys!! sorry but i gotta run kinda lame huh? but well i tried leave your opinion please!! byee 😘😘
