[Slight warning some parts may be gruesome so if you don't like skip to the next chapter]

You were coming home from school when you saw that your parents car was in the garage. You ran to your house and knocked on the door but it was already open. This confused and terrified you thinking the worst for a 10 year old kid. You slowly walked inside and dropped to ground and burst out crying. There on the floor was your mother dead on the floor holding your 3 and 6 years old lifeless body with your dad dead with a knife in his head. You screamed for until one of your neighbor's heard and ran inside to see you on the ground crying and your dead family. He called the polices and ambulance to come and try to save them but it was too late. You ended up in a orphanage still traumatize about everything that happend. The doctors would try to use therapy on you so you would try to change but it didn't work. A couple of days later it was a funeral for your parents and siblings. There was your whole family crying and hugging in the pouring rain. Some of your family had notice you and ran hugging you trying to comfort you but it was useless they were gone so why did you even care. You didn't cry or scream or anything but slowly walked to each or there coffins and gently place each of there belongs on them. You looked on the ground and walked to a bench and just sat there in the rain away from everyone. You wanted to stay in that spot forever but was found by Mrs. Cherry who brought to her car and drove you back to the orphanage. When you returned you were cold, wet and broken but it didn't matter at least not to you. You never really knew how to express your feelings after that so you decided to start singing your feelings and maybe you try and feel happiness again in your life. You went to your room and started to play sad music until you started singing.

How can I say this without breaking?

How can I say this without taking over?

How can I put it down into words when its almost to much for my soul alone?

I loved and I loved and I lost you×3

And It's Hurts like Hell

Yeah it Hurts like Hell

I dont want them to know secrets

I dont want them to know the way I loved you

I don't think they'd understand it,no

I don't think they would accept me,no

I loved and I loved and I lost you×3

Dreams fight with machines

Inside my head like adversaries

Come wrestle me free

Clean from the war

Your hearts fits like a key

Into the lock on the wall

I turn it over,I turn it over

But I can't escape

I turn it over,I turn it over

I loved and I loved and I lost you×3

And it hurts like hell.....

(Time skip to 4 year later)

You were broken mentally and physically by this time. Kids from your orphan would laugh and pick on you. You never told anyone and suffered in silance by crying in the closet. You hated life and wished you could go back in time and saved your family but you couldn't. After a while you stop going to there graves and just stayed in your bed not even getting up to eat the workers would have to beg you to try and eat something. You would sometimes cooperate other times you would be stubbern and knock the food out of there hand. You hated life so much

(Sorry for the sad start but the next will be somewhat light hearted so yeah and remember to show love to each other💟)