After my dad found me. I had a fit I didn't want to be here I wanted to be with my grandpa, but I couldn't and I hated that. I felt along and broken and that no one cared. I felt that I was the only one who cared so much for him. He was the only person I thought was there for me. And I couldn't trust anyone. I turned away from everyone and stared to fake everything. My life was me pretend and not real. I faked my life I pretend to be happy when I was died inside. I would be happy around people and come home and cry. I would never let my family see me broken.
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Morgan's Life
Non-FictionThis story is a story about my life and how screwed up it is.
