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I'm bored so I'll write a quick poem:) This is ALL true apart from the end. I just want to tell everyone that suicide isn't always the answer though at the time it seemed right. What really happened was my carers made me see a phycologist he gave me pills and things and now I'm living a perfectly happy teenage life though I can never rid of the memories that still haunt me. Stay strong people! It will all work out xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

I remember a few years back,
When I thought I had it really bad,
I'd heard that my dear mother had died,
And there was nobody to hold me when I cried.

The months...

CHAPTER ONE
23 nov. 1987


it's raining. my clothes are drenced it water while my hair covers my face. i'am freezing. mom کہا she would be here an گھنٹہ ago. until i got the message that she was'nt coming back. the following months after mom's death [mysteriously] dad's been hitting the booze pretty hard. my older brother kendell moved out when i was about nine. he always told me that he will come back and take me with him. everyday after that i would come ہوم from school standing beside my bag and wait.

he never came. i was 14 now fending for myself. my life was'nt as simple as before. i was hit....