I cant seem to do anything right. I always wait for things. I want to see my siblings. I want to be able to see my mom. I want them. More like need them. My mom has messed up but I can't do it. I hate messing up. If there's one thing you guys should know about me is that i hate to mess things up. At school I act like I'm fone but really I feel lile crying. I feel as if no one wants to be my friend. That my friends don't want to be my friend anymore. But that's stupid, right? I'm moving though. I will miss them. But will they miss me? I hate how my friends make me feel bad without knowing it. I dont want to tell them either. I'm scared they will think I'm weak. I wanted to see my siblings tommorow. But I tried making plans to late. It seems like my sister is snapping at me for doing it to. I feel alone.
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My Dark World
Non-FictionMy life has been hell, the main cause? My family. But that's not an exaggerating trust me. My mom has put me through hell in back since I was 7. Then it followed me when we moved to Illinois. I now live in Texas thanks to her. But now i have to worr...
