My Circle, My Story, My Life, My Nightmare...

The mental pictures of too much blood, why..why did you do it?
Hello, my name is Raven. I'm 16 years old and lonely. I lost my parents when I was around 7 years old, there was so much blood...so much of their blood all over the walls and floors, I kind of felt bad for them because I wasn't there before they committed suicide. A lonely suicidal couple they were and always will be now since they got their wish a bloody dying wish, to see their little girl grow up with her parents blood all over her hands until her last dying breath.
I really wish that they didn't do that to themselves, I really wish that they would of stayed here with me a little longer just a little but they didn't think of me at all...not one ounce of their brains had me in it because they didn't love me like they said they did.
A sad memory this is and i had to live through it for the rest of my life, what a sad, lonely life that I'm going to have, let's just hope for the best when I reach my new home.