I’d rather not ever be home for most of the year than be abused by that abusive *****.

She wonders why I fail while she claws at me and makes me bleed and takes away everything I need to succeed, especially in school.

I want her dead. Now. Dead or in jail or locked away somewhere else. Where she belongs. So that my brother and I aren’t starved until we start ****ing destroying shit and screeching and bleeding because of her long, sharp claws and he ****ing teeth.

Of course it’s like none of you care. Okay. That’s fine. According to most of you, I’m an attention seeking wh0r3! And a B!tch! While I’m bleeding out and crying. Yeah thanks.

Maybe I should go. Maybe my brother can make it on his own. Maybe my mom will be put in her damn place when I’m gone. Maybe my brother can live a better life. Maybe my teachers won’t look and be as pissed. Maybe my ‘friends’ will actually be happy for once. Maybe my advisor will only care for a moment that I’m gone and then celebrate. Maybe they’ll take my records and burn them like they did Surai’s.

Maybe my father would save millions, if not billions. Maybe Rue could be less annoyed from my constant calls. Maybe he could be a better man for his new girl. Maybe she could love him better than I could, since she’s not a clingy controlling *****. Maybe Jaden could be a better person to Anna and her cat and her dogs. Maybe Katherine could actually do shit. Maybe Chloe (1) could actually live a normal life doing chess and outsmarting everyone. Maybe Chloe (2) could actually have a chance at him, too.

Maybe Alex (1) could actually have a better shot at doing responsible smart person shit. Maybe A.G. could live peacefully. Maybe all of you would be relieved of the stress I’ve caused. Maybe they’ll appreciate all the millions of dollars I spent on us. Maybe my cat will become normal and be slaughtered by another cat (my grandma’s cat, to be precise, as she wants to steal my ****ing cat).

Maybe the world would be a much better place.

Maybe I’ll go into the old, sealed off mines under my old school. Or maybe I’ll swallow it all. Or maybe I’ll get on that train. Or maybe I’ll climb up onto the roof. Or maybe I’ll climb onto the tall, dead pines.

I’m hiding from my mother. I’m finally eating after more than 12 hours because if not my dad threatened to put me into foster care.

My mom broke my iPad. I might get expelled, and I’m definitely gonna be made fun of. I don’t wanna go to school tomorrow. My mom threatened to never let me see her ever again after I told her to go away so I could calm down. I’m hiding under my grandfather’s desk in the basement. My grandma’s cat is with me. I have tortilla chips, a phone in which I can only call my father, mother, and three friends (no emergency call feature, I checked) and a vintage Hawaiian ukulele from the 1800’# that I bought with my own $25 and one of a few blankets in the house. I’m probably gonna get beat.

Just so you know, the handle on the case broke off, not the iPad itself /

I can’t. She ****ing disabled my phone, and I can’t walk there since any police station is miles away.

Yeah. I have to go back to school tomorrow. A high class private school.

I can’t. I can’t trust anyone there.

Only ones that I did trust are dead

Where would I find one?

There really isn’t a good part of town. Besides, what would I say? What would my father say? I’d probably be expelled from my school.

?

At my school, yes.

You can*//

Both

I don’t have any nearby. I know nobody in this neighborhood. If this were my dad’s house, I’d run to Jaden’s house and ask to stay with her for the night, but I’m hours away from her.