It always all my fault. I'm so vindicated. I know that she is tired of me..I know. But I am too... Even my dad is tired of me. I'm so out of place. Whose going to just take me out out of this mess?
I don't know. I nolonger know the meaning of home. Is it a place filled with joy and laughter? Or a place filled with hatred and fear? Everytime I mention about going home, I'll think twice. Think if the place I call home really belongs to me. Its so dreadful. I'm feeling more and more scared...scared of a place called home. The fear of going home everynight won't go away. I don't want to go home tonight, but I know I can't. They'll only detest me more as I'll only be a burden to them. What is home?
What is wrong with me? My stress is piling up... I'm finding life's difficulties harder and harder to curb. I'm sorry I vent some anger one you my boy. I'm so sorry.. I need to get out!! Where is my EXIT sign?
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