Diana had been struggling with her identity and sense of place since she was young, but she had done some digging up on her families whereabouts - and it turned out to not be what she was hoping for. Too deep in this world of torture and murder, she...
Everyone in school was scared of me. They feared I was one of them. The animals I am forced to call family. Those things I sit with during breakfast and dinner.
Those things who say they love me but clearly don't. My family has never been supportive or anything.
I feel like I don't know them anymore... or they don't know me anymore... I would rather live with a serial killer or a sociopath. Oh I do live with those. That is my reality.
Nothing makes me angrier than acting like I cared about them. As if I will ever love them. As if they cared...
They don't even say hello to me.
They quickly eat and rush to who knows where... I am so scared of my family but don't show it.
I mean what if the rumors are true. What if my family wants to kill me... What if they wanted to end my life, my miserable life..?
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