Thinking

I was once innocent, although things happen. These things make you think. I've been one of these people for about a year. Im sane, don't worry. It just hurts.

When i was 10, i was fine. Normal family, normal friends. It was great. There had attempted divorces multiple times, but don't worry about that yet, just focus on how it was good back then. I didn't have a care in the world.

11 years, it had got worse, but i was still fine. My mom had started insulting me, but only about every other month. Still fine. I got a job, random amounts of pay. Rolling tires, yay.

12 years, end of sixth grade. I learned how to solve a rubik's cube, and my whole class, including the teacher, hated me for it. My teacher actually started it. Thank god she's retired now. They destroyed the robot i made after abandoning the group i was in, to make my own robot. They class patented my design, i was furious. This was around where the thinking started.

Now i'm 13 in 7th grade, it sucks right now. Abusive mom, insulting brother, and my only help, my dad, is going to jail soon. I can't handle this. My mom doesn't know about this piece of writing, which is good. I've had suicidal thoughts, and i can't get them out of my head. I've been wondering how much razor blades cost. I've been hearing voices for a year, and my life has gone downhill. I can't remember how to properly make friends. My nickname is "caveman". I don't want a therapist, i hate them. My uncles and aunts, i hate them. They accused my of saying horrible things. I'm now thinking.

I can already feel the blades penetrating my skin.

I can already hear pill bottles hitting the floor.

I can hear my mom on the phone with a warden in a mental asylum.

I'm thinking.

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Credited to Jim The Psychic

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