A Book Of My Deepest Thoughts And Secrets.

I Want My Old Life

I want my old life back so much it hurts. The days where I would come home with a smile on my face just because I was home. But, now? I would do ANYTHING not to go home. I HATE it there. In my old life when I was home I knew I was loved. But I also felt it. Now, I'm not I know I'm not but I can also feel it. If that makes sense. I come from school my mom would always smile at me, give a hug. Ask me how my day was. My new life I come home I'm never acknowledged. Unless my grandparents need or want something from me. It's NEVER "How was your day? Or How are you? Are you ok?" They always blame me for what they do too. It's like they can't responsibility for their own actions. My brother is their favorite always have been, Always will be. Nothing I do is ever good enough for them. One time I got an A on a really hard test. You what they said to me? They Said "You should've gotten an A+. Or the time when I hand washed the dishes. (The sink was pretty filled up too) I dried them by hand and put them away. They didn't say a thing. All I wanted was a simple thank you. EVERYBODY I tried to talk about this with ALWAYS takes their side. Do you how many times I threatened to kill myself? Too many. I lost count. They always told me to do it. I wish you would. Well, maybe here soon their wish will come true.