Okay im not saying that im some depressed, wanna be goth child, because thats not me. to tell you the truth i haven't really been able to speak to anyone who i love in forever.
It all started when i was four. just a simple life nothing could go wrong. i had a mom, a dad, and a very loving big brother named max. we were a perfect family. i wish that was still true, but that day i absolutely was sure that i was going to be alone for ever. that statement has been true so far.
Its simple really and i know that im probably confusing you right now. so im going to just tell you the one thing that you need to know, or should i call it the things you should know.
I have no parents. i used too but that day that i was telling you about was my fourth birthday and well lets just say they died. It tore me and max apart. max started to act out steal and get into all sorts of trouble. the irony was that since the cops knew he was my only person that could take care of me they let him off the hook.
In my opinion i would have been better off if he was locked up. i hated the way he had a smug simile every time he got away with stealing. it was like he just got the biggest rush of his life and he kept doing it.
This leads me to my next point that max slowly got worse leaving me to question my sanity half the time. he would ask me to go on a stealing spree with him and i would refuse. every time he laughed a snarky laugh and acted like i was the crazy one. i often asked my self if i was. in fact i still do and on top of that i have the constant worry that max will get himself in some irreversible trouble that would leave me alone.
Now i just dont talk. ive learned its better that way. if you dont speak, you dont get jugged right? Then yet again if you dont talk you still get jugged. i just wish that i could fined something that was worth fighting for again because max isn't it. he isn't even my brother any more.
How could he be my brother when all he does is leave me food and water like im a dog. he only cares about his "cool" friends that steal with him and break the law. He brings them home and i hide. not because i want too but because i have too. if i showed my face when he had his stupid friends over i would get banished from the house.
My brothers a shame, im lost, and every pice of my life is in shambles. someone please help, or something please change me. if both happen even better. please bring me help and please get my brother to see the good side again because this life is weird, scary, and worst of all lonely.