My real family, I dont know. My mother , father , and brother are out there somewhere in this world. They are living and suffering, I wonder if they think about me, especially my mother who couldn't care for me. Still I wish they had not taken me away, I am beyond feeling lonely. Friends? I don't remember what thjose are. I'm very tired of waking up to this life, I hate it so much. I am very angry, full of too many scars, rage, bitter, I am tired of facing the world everyday. I wish one day I will not wake up. I'm sorry this isn't a positive story, but thanks for reading.