chpt.7

It was about when I was in fifth grade, I started to bealiv that there was no god. I knew that was was going to live the rest of my life like this I was sick and tired of being hugger and having to eat out of the dog bowl . If mother would have caught me eating out of the dog bowl I would pay dearly. I wish mother was dead but before she would die I would have her go thought what I have to go thought every day with I would make her feel the pain I feel . I hated that one day mother had trash the house to one side to another I got down on m knees that night and prayed only ones has god answered my prayers and that was when mother was being very mean and I asked him to make mother sick so she couldn’t heart me the next day I just wish god would help me . I want out of this place. I wish mother wouldn’t have changed I miss her holding me and loving me.