- Reads 187
- Votes 4
- Parts 3
- Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Feb 17, 2015
My life sucks. All I want to do is kill myself, but never have the guts to. I've started cutting. On my wrists,on my thighs,on my stomach, basically everywhere I have space. I've fallen into a big stress and depression. School doesn't make it any better. Friends make it worse. And family, well family takes the trophy. I live in a family of 2 siblings. My older sister of 17 years. And my brother of 20. They are like my parents because my mom and dad are never home. There in the streets selling drugs. Most of the time their in jail. My brother and sister whip me every time I do something wrong. And of the time it's the right thing. But this has happened to my ever since I was 5 years old. So I'm kind of use to it. I'm starting to enjoy the pain. I'm staring to not care about anything people say to me. Life is horrible. But I enjoy it the way it should be... My name is Katherine and this is my story.....All Rights Reserved
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