~Description~ I believe there was only one person who has ever truly cared about me. Ever since she has left out of my life, I have tried to stay strong for all of these years.. But I can't anymore.. I miss her. I miss her gentle, welcoming warm smile. I miss her tender, slender fingers running through my hair telling me she loved me everyday. I blame myself every day, saying it's my fault that she has passed away. Ever since my mother has passed away, my father has been abusive when he's drunk. He would often beat me when he's drunk, to the point to where I needed medical attention. I have never been to a hospital, since they'll become suspicious as to why I have many fresh, and carved scars all over my pale body. I go to clincs, since they won't ask any questions. I've endured this for many years. I know I'll soon be gone when the time inside me stops ticking.