Family

If you love your family, and they love you it's pretty clear my blog isn't for you.

But who's like that. HONESTLY! [but good for you though.]

My family isn't like that. We arn't close. In short they want me dead. They've said it to my face. I need help. I can't make it through this. I'm going to runaway. Soon. I don't know when, but I can't live like this. If you can help me please!

This is the sad aftermath of a breakdown. I don't know if I can live much longer. Sorry.

If you're reading this and go to school with me, you probably notice I'm bright bubbly and happy. Well at home I'm just the opposite. All I do is hide in my room. Not neccasarily because I have a choice either. Because at home. My family doesn't want me around. To them all I am is a waste of space.

Everyday I used to wake up and hope it'd be different.

I've given up on hope.

As-Salamu Alaykum