I just want to disappear..

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Adoptive dad: *working on his computer*

Me: *Depressed and just wants to die* h-hey..dad..c-can I talk to you? It's important..

Adoptive dad: *his phone rings meaning one of his coworkers is calling him* I'm sorry sweetie but I'm busy...maybe another time?

Me: o-okay...

*12 minutes later*

Me: *helping adoptive mom in the kitchen but still feels like I need to die* h-hey mom?...c-can I talk to you?..it's-it's important..

Adoptive mom: hun we need to finish this dinner already. And I'm already exhausted from that party I went to. Sorry hun but not now. Another time, k?

Me:....k-kay..

*after dinner*

Me: h-hey..Luna?...c-can I talk to you sis? It's important..

Older adoptive sister: go ahead I'm liste- *her BFF calls her* oh wait lil sis..

Me: *waits patiently*

Older adoptive sister: *answers it* hai bestie!.....WHAT?!...WHAT DID I GOT?!

Me:...u-um...

Older adoptive sister: wait a second bestie-. I'm sorry Angel but I have to listen closely to bestie because she has my results of my classes! Please get out! *excited*

Me:...b-but..but I-

Older adoptive sister: pleeaaase~!

Me: *sighs* a-alright..

*after 5 minutes of me staring at my arms and noticing the bruises and cuts are a little bit healed*

Me: h-hey Rose? Can I-

Younger adoptive sister: UGH!! SHUT UP IM GONNA LOSE!!!!

Me:...s-sis I-

Young adoptive sister: I LOST!! BECAUSE OF YOU! IDIOT!!!

Me: s..sis..if you're angry about something you can j-just talk to me...

Young adoptive sister: I can't..

Me: wh-why is that?

Young adoptive sister: *gets up and gets near my face. Her face shows hatred and disgust* I hate you with aaallll of my heart. I wish you didn't come to this family. Just because I pretend to be nice and that I like you in front of people that doesn't mean I do. Why would I like a useless garbage like you? Seriously, like we were so happy. That ended when you have to show up. You're just a worthless mistake. Why do you even exist b!+<#? You should go and kill yourself.

Me: *stares at her with tears. Hurt even more when I already am hurt.*

Young adoptive sister: tch...you are a disgusting piece of sh!t. No wonder your mom abused you. She has a very good reason. You totally deserved that abuse. And maybe even more.

Me: *looks down and cries silently. Didn't say a word*

Young adoptive sister: *was about to leave*

Me:....sis...

Young adoptive sister: WHAT??!!!! YOU-

Me: I love you....*so many tears falls from my eyes*

Young adoptive sister:.....I..I-I..hate you..

*next day*

*it was Muharram. It's 40 days of doing Muslim things in it and remembering the ones you love and then make a wish*

Adoptive mother: alright ma gals. Your father is not here with us because he will spend 3 days straight at work. Soooooo it'll be a gals only wishing night! Make a wish!

All of us: *makes a wish*

Adoptive mother: alright I wished that our life would get better in the future!

Older Adoptive sister: I wished that I could pass the next year of school!

Younger adoptive sister: I wished that I would have more friends!

Older adoptive sister: you have 19 already

Younger adoptive sister: I wanna be popular!

Me:.......*is emotionless from how much painful it is*

Adoptive mother: *sounds a little bit annoyed* what did you wish..Angel?

Me: I wished that my heart would stop beating so I could leave. Leaving this world or people. People I love or not. I do not care anymore. Humanity is a disgrace.

Adoptive mother: *looks angry*

Older adoptive sister: *stares at me with disbelief and sadness*

Younger adoptive sister: *looks really shocked*

Adoptive mother: *slaps me* WHY CAN'T YOU JUST BE GOOD ENOUGH?! I'M SO SICK OF YOU!! I DON'T KNOW WHY I EVEN ADOPTED YOU IN THE FIRST PLACE!!! *leaves, muttering swearing words under her breath*

Me: *too hurt inside to cry, too emotionless to care*

Older adoptive sister: *hugs me* I-I'm sorry sweetheart..

Younger adoptive sister: *gets up and leave*

Me: *sees Rose (younger sis) looking at me with regret and guilty in the corner of my eye*

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