...hello I would like to tell how I became so sad and filled with anger to towards few people in my life...my name is Sang ..meaning pure (high) I found that in the net it also is like a Chinese name..so I was happy yet sad over it..because I'm to close to it..and did hateful things in my life..I'm not perfect or an angel..my real parents called me a princess and a angel sent by god..even though I thought inside that was a lie. My father..died in the hospital it made me horribly depressed over it..I wanted to die ..because he wasn't a great father but tried to be there for me but it sadly failed because..I wanted to hate everything and myself..thats why I never went to school much at freshman year of my high school year..its a true story not those faking stories of people who wants attention I hate them so much for telling people that..anyways I went to this online game thinking I can run away from my horrible sad life..people there wasn't so kind to me either..I despised them in my heart that seemed to die already at age 5 because at age 3 I lost my voice from a car accident ..and clearly it was my father's truck. I wondered why kids and adults were being so mean to me...then I found out and ran away in tears to some random place of a park I wanted to break away from my life and die from the pain and ugliness of it. I..hated myself to be even born on the world I sort of still do now..I never had what kids with parents and one parent had that was love just some and alot. I hated them for it after my father died and my grandparents I never understood why people died..
I thought I had a friend then she stole my..brother and mine first favorite lego set...I was trying to be so kind but that hurt me alot a friend would have done it..so I never wanted to see her or anybody ever again...I hate the world and people for alot of things happening in my life..I know its a sin to hate but they already killed me inside..so I can't do anything but get disgusted with them..but until I met kind people in Virginia I began to change a bit..my foster family it so kind to me I get so sad sometimes and my memories of my father ..but it all hurt when my real brother almost killed me..wasn't I a good sister..maybe I failed on that ..I'm pretty much useless I ..thought. I met a teacher who was so nice to me then I began to know her daughter through high school and meeting kind people here as well some so I was really happy in my heart and they said i was cute..even though I wasn't much of it...
 iLight Roxas · Fri Apr 04, 2008 @ 10:58pm · 0 Comments |
