let’s start from the beginning, since im new to this…..
i thought we had a happy family, me, my mom, my dad, and my brother. when i was about six i started to notice things weren’t as great with my family as i thought they were. I was eight years old, when my parents got in a really big fight. i mean i actually thought that , this fight was the end of our family. that was the first night i ever cried myself to sleep. my parents always talk about how they were so happy and shit before i came along and sometimes before my brother. […]