And Death Was Sure to Come

"My life was not one to be considered good. My parents were hateful, they loathed my very existance. My mother was a junky with a hopeless outlook on life, and my father was a psychotic drunk. They did everything they could to torture me and make me wish I was never born. I was a product of pure evil and terrible timing according to them.My only escape was being away from my dreadful home, I tried my hardest to make sure that I was only there to sleep, which rarely happened because my father came in my room at night to wake me up."

This story is about murder, love, and pure madness. Please read! Its better than it seens!