Ever since I was in second grade all my parents has done was hate. Thats when I received my first blow from my dad it was also when all the lies began but I was stupid for I could not see what they were doing to me. This is the reason why I want to die, I dream about death even wish for it to come. Even my friends turn their backs on me and it hurts when I have no one to turn too. I want death like a child wants a toy, death is a personal fantasy of mine because of all the bad things in my mind. This is the reason why I want to die.
