Adopted

My family

At first I lived a very happy ish life with my non-identical twin, little brother, little sister, mum and stepdad.

But my twin got very jealous very easily manly of my little brother and sister because they got more attention. But I just sat in my room listing to depressing music crying because I was getting told to kill myself and knives thrown at me but the only thing I could do myself was sing so my twin was jealous of that.

There was some times were me and my twin would get along even if it was hardly ever. I mean the only times we got along was when my BF came around because she had a major crush on him.

Then there was my little sister(who was three). Now she was well to hyper for me so I tried to stay clear from her. The most annoying thing about her though is that she will annoy me when I was trying to be on my own.

My little brother(who was eight). Was also so annoying but he wasn't as bad he used to just come beat me up everyday . He was nice in his own way though.

Then my mum(who was thirty one). Was a very sweet woman. Even if she did make me clean the house everyday with only an hour to do it.

My stepdad(who was twenty three). Is who I was closest with because he was so down to earth and half understood how I felt.

I didn't live with my dad(who was thirty) because he left my mum with me and my little brother one day out of the blue. I mean I knew my mum and dad fought a lot but I didn't think it was that bad that my dad would pack his bags and leave us.

But the upsetting part is that I believed that was my real family the real life I was supposed to live but that was a big lie that they new about. But couldn't live to tell me