He left this house they call a home. It seems as if all the problems we have might just have come to an end. But, reality slapped me in the face, even though he is not here it seems as if he does everything he can to make my life hell. It all hurts me, I am the quiet one of all of the ones on this family. I don't speak my mind, I'm am practically the mute one. Well, they say I have characteristics of a mute. I am learning sign language so, I don't have to speak but am still able to communicate. Every time he calls or messages me or hell when I see him, he always talks like I have no idea what goes on at "home". I am not a child anymore, you can't just expect me to believe everything you say. It just hurts me because you think I'm oblivious and innocent and childish. It seems as I neither of you take me serious, like I am easily manipulated. But, I have my own opinions and I can speak my mind the only reason I don't is because when I try it isn't accounted for. It isn't accounted for because you think of me as a mere child that doesn't see/live in the real world. But, fun fact my childhood is close to non existent because of you, you and the others because you all hurt me, you don't take my feelings accountable. As if they aren't there. So, it seem I'm invisible. You left this "home" but, you still keep pestering me.
