I live with my mom, dad, and younger sister. But even I’m living with them, I don’t feel that I belong. My mom always find ways to scold me, even a small mistake she always scold me. Even it’s not my fault.
Wherever I go, I have no place where I belong. I do not have a friend to turn to and I don’t have a friend to talk to about my problem.
I don’t think there is a single person who will be concerned if I die. Because I’m always alone in this world.