I’m sorry if there is any North Koreans are reading this, but I think this is the best way to describe my life. 3 years ago, me and my family moved to New Zealand and since then I was severely abused. My parents won’t let me out of the house, and the only 2 places I could go is home and school. I have limited internet access so I’m writing this very quickly (before my parents found out). It got worse last September, when my parents slapped me in the face 4 times in a row because they forced me to do a LOT of […]
I’m 12 a and I’m just wondering what’s the meaning of life? My parents have being abusing me, physically and mentally. I wonder why was I even born. I’m to lazy to suicide, I mean I could’ve just jump off a bridge and end everything, but what if I regretted at the last second? I just wish that I was never existed.