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I hate life, there's really not much to it. I'm bullied at school, I'm known as the nerd and home isn't any better. My 'brother' abuses me verbally, physically, emotionally and most of all mentally while my 'mother' just watches it all happen as I cry and beg for her to help, but doesn't.
Honestly, I have no idea what I have done to deserve this, but I let them hurt me anyways because I'm too scared to stand up to them and fight back.
But one day I finally has enough and move away but to return two years later...
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