a story that shall never be released.

chapter 1

The world is a very scary place to be, but I learned that the hard way. Growing up I was quite. Never talked nor cried. Never asked for anything, or get anything. I only cried when I had to defend my mother. Watching her getting abused by my father, while everyone else only watched. My mother was abused before, during, and after I was born. I hated it so much, yet I still loved my father and his family very much, thinking that they loved me too. Such a delusional child. Her innocence ruined right after she was born into this world. I pity myself. Not just me but others felt the same way. Days turned into months, that turned into years of people pitying me. I felt so alone, so used, so sad, yet I had no one to cry on. My mother left me when I was 4, for another man. I'm very happy that she got the life she deserves, but she gave all her suffering to me, a 4 year old girl. When I started school I was bullied often by others, so I didn't go to school often. My second year of school went well but I still got bullied, so I became independent. I didn't talk to anyone, because to me, they don't matter. At home I didn't have any attention so started to crave for it. I moved to a new school and it was like the new rich girl moved and now she gives everyone stuff. I felt so happy to get the attention that it turned on me and I got bullied again. I was threatened a lot and when I told my father, he didn't care. I was no one. Skip a few years later and now I have a best friend and my mom sees me. I developed depression and anxiety. And I, well, i hate my self....
This is my story.