Dark Winged Suicide

All I ever wanted was to die. My entire life, it's all I wanted. I've been abused, bullied, raped, everything you could think of. I never had a good child hood, it all went down hill when my mom died, I was only 7 years old. My mom killed herself... And my dad blames me. But the thing is, she killed herself because of him.

She was a rape victim of him, and they agreed to raise me as a family... He was abusive towards her too. She wasn't thinking of what would happen to me... So she killed herself. Now I'm alone in this world, I had my older brother, but he got in a car accident and died when I was 13... I haven't said a word since. And here I am, four years later, bullied, raped, abused, and suicidal.

I just want to die. I've always wanted to die. Why can't it be that easy? After you die... There's supposed to be nothing. Death. The end. Not this... Not this. But, maybe, this was fate, maybe it's a... Good thing?