This is for a vent since there is no vent catorgy!
Okay,So as some of you know,my life is not too great. I'm adopted.My real parents got killed in a car accident,so my aunt and uncle had to adopt me about seven years ago. I always asked my aunt and uncle(the people who adopted me) where my mom and dad were. So I had to deal with them saying that they died,and being 10 years old I really didn't understand that. But I've been told numerous of times. I went through my childhood year without my real parents. When I went to school I had to tell something about myself. I was afraid of what people would have to say.So I told them. I got made fun of for it. There was one boy who was laughing, That boy happenned to be the child of the people who had killed my parents. All of us were coming home from supper one night,when a drunk driver had struck our car,killing my mother and father,and leaving me in the hospital for several days. I was hoping they would be okay.We got seperated,mom and dad in one hospital,me in a different one. I did not want to leave them. I had gotten to say goodbye to them,not knowing that was the last thing I'd say to them. Looking back at that night,I wish it was me who had died and not them. I would do anything to go back to that night. The nurse lied to me. She said that they'd be fine..they weren't. I remember locking myself up in my room,not wanting to do anything or talk to anyone. Wishing that I could of been the one that happened to,and not them. So today I caught myself crying and thinking of them,I got in my car and I went to that very spot that they got killed and sat on the side of the road,thinking to myself "Why was it them and not me?" They didn't deserve this.
I know you are looking over me Mom and Dad,and I can't wait till I get to see you someday...I love you guys sooo much!<333
KeepTheFaithComing