Chapter Five: Sister
As I sat there just thinking, my sister came into my room and grabbed some money off of my dresser.
“Ha, thanks for the free money!” She then kicked me while on the ground before running away with $5. I then started to cry. All of a sudden my breathing started getting heavier. It felt like I couldn’t breathe. I felt frozen. I couldn’t move an inch, I could only shake violently. All of a sudden I realized that I was raped and it was my fault. All of this was my fault. My mom hates me, she tried to kick me out. My stepdad is a pedophile and sexually assaulted me. My boyfriend hates me and he raped me. My brother hates me and thinks I’m disgusting. My sister hates me for existing. I bet everyone else will hate me once they find out I’m gay. I can already hear my dad's response to finding out I’m gay.
“As your father I expressly forbid it!” He would probably say or yell at me. My uncle would probably be creepy about it like he usually is. I don’t know how my other family members would react. They all will hate me. They all hate me. It hurts knowing that the people I’ve known my whole life will never accept me or love me again. I will never have my family support or love ever again. It’s all my fault. All of this is my fault. This was a bad idea. All of this was. I hate myself for this. Maybe I deserved all this abuse. I deserve this. Someone who loves you wouldn’t do this, right? I should have just stayed in the closet. My chest started to hurt as I couldn’t control my tears. I’m a fag. They all hate me because I’m a faggot. I’m a stupid fairy queer who will never be loved again As everything started to fade I passed out.
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