Song for this Chapter: Don't Think They Know by Chris Brown and Aaliyah
I was horrified. I saw a box. Which my mom was in, lowered to the ground. What did she do to deserve this? What did I do to deserve this? Why does everything bad happen to me?
Those were my exact thoughts when my mom died of cancer. Now I'm eighteen, have a very terrible stepmom, and my dad is very distant in the family. He's kind of, I won't call it insane. I'll call it, lost. He hasn't been the same since mom died. And now we're both suffering. I don't realy care anymore. I stay in bed all day. Except for a small channel I have. My homies have been so supportive of me and want me to get better. But I won't. There's no helping me. I need someone to save me from myself. Before I do something to myself I'll regret.
There's gotta be someone out there. To make me feel more, whats the word. Oh ya complete.
