chapter seven

All I ever feel is hate. I hate Mother, I hate Father, and I hate God for not answering my prayers. I hate the sunlight. I hate the smell of food. I hate everything. Those boys are no longer my brothers. I just want out of this place. I wish she would just kill me and get it over with. Father left, for good. He left me here all alone. He said she was sorry, but I dont believe it anymore. I prayed just one last time. Let's hope it works.