Is life always like this....

(first time writing so be nice to me please. I'm writing about my life everything in here is real events that has all happened to me)

I woke up again to my egg donor trying to get in my room. I look over at my two little brothers sleeping as well as Faith my little sister. I could hear a guys voice telling her to hurry her ass up. At that moment I knew why she was coming in. I got so scared tears flowed down my face. I just wished Josh my dad was home from work but I knew he wasn't. She finally opened the door and slammed it. John woke up I looked over at him with tears in my eyes and I ran over to him and whispered "Go to sleep and watch out for sissy and bubba" He looked at me I could tell he was scared he was only 5 and I was 6. Than she grabbed me and dragged me out the room. She threw me in some guys arms. She went down stairs and I could her another guys voice from down there. The guy holding me took me in the egg donors room. He locked the door and I cried and ran to the corner. He came closer to me and when he did I hit him as hard as I could. He looked at me and laughed and than hit me across the face knocking me in the wall. When I hit the wall I got knocked out. I woke up..the same guy that I saw before I got knocked out was on top of me. He was going back and forth and I felt sharp pain where he put something inside me. It hurt extremely bad tears ran down my face and he told me to stop crying or else mommy won't get paid. I quit crying cause I knew if i didn't than he wouldn't pay her good. which meant I was in deep crap and that she wouldn't feed us.......

(should I keep going with my story

or not?!?).