last modified may 30th 2013

On a snowy morning,I was born with bright happy eyes.
My mom and dad were dazzled and so were my brother and sister.
They had a little sister.
My mother had a new baby.
Which was me.
Life seemed to be rainbows and sunshine.
I couldn't wait to see my future.

On a snowy morning,I turned 3.
My mom and dad bought me toy,not alot though.
My brother and sister gave me birthday licks for fun.
Everyone was happy for me.
Life was a piece of cake.
My future seemed wonderful.

On a snowy morning,I turned 6.
Mom and Dad were not together,they did not like eachother.
Dad was a cheater,tragic things always began to happen.
I was sick,it was a blizzard outside too.
I didn't get many presents,not many hugs either.
I started to notice everything was not wonderful.
It was hard to make friends,to coroperate.
I was ridiculed by other kids,I couldn't take it.
To learn to deal with certain things.
Life was beginging to seem hard.
My future started to blur.

On a snowy morning,I turned 10.
Mom and Dad were divorced.
My siblings turned into ignorant monsters.
I did not have real friends,no one wanted to come to any of my parties.
My sister turned into a stubborn ass.
My brother turned into a fool.
They ridiculed me everyday.
I was a wonderful child but no one cared.
It felt as if I was a waste of space.
Life was torture.
My future was vanishing.

On a cold morning,I turned 11.
No snow or anything.
Dad was terrible,all he liked to do was bring pain to Mom.
My siblings turned abusive and beat me for no reason.
I did not understand the meaning of friends anymore.
I turned phycopatic,but yet,I was still intelligent.
I wanted to kill myself,I wanted to end such a terrible ride called "life".
All I depended life on was a laptop.
My only friends were people I could comminucate with over the web.
I only wanted to draw and write poems,I did not want to deal with my family.
I loathed my father and my siblings.
Judged and ridiculed for the years.
Life was Hell.
My future was gone.