Chapter 1

This morning I was still in the orphanage I was in when I was five, this place is no home and it never will be but I want to stay not because I have friends here, no because I don’t want to get adopted and tell my new family everything about me and my interests. Like I said multiple times “I HATE TELLING PEOPLE ABOUT ME AND MY INTRERESTS OR PAST IF ITS NOT ON PAIPER ALREADY!” I say that as thretning as I am able to to everyone that wants to adopt me, if I would be a book I would be one that is un operable like a looked chest. My became scared right of the pat but there was that one pair that just did not giver a shit and that was bad I know bad people when I see them and they did not look friendly, what so ever. They simply said that they wanted to by me like I was some kind of object, die you basterds or fuck of in the sunset, maybe I’ll try to checke the life out of you or the tipical stabing game, or just cut off your fingers so you can’t hold me or what ever you want to do. All of that is fine for me as long you leave me alone and don’t even think about a psycholog or how they are called. Those annoying people and the cere taker is stupid as well she doesn’t reallise that I already have beff with them, duck you and the world. This world was meaningless from the start. Well I went homer with them just waiting for the right moment to strike and as soon the door closed their true colours showed them selfs just as I was looking for a knife, they started laughing for some odd reason that laughter sounded a lot like the one you’d hear from a villain in a movie or something like that so what now? Oh they just tepid me (made me fall) when I tried to get up they prewented me from doing that they saids in a low voice: “We need you to get that extra money you got it, so don’t try anything go it?” I really didn’t need to listen to this shit I thought but oh boy I was wrong. When I then finally got to the kitchen and took the knife they became full agro on me like why soooo mad? But listen this is crazy imagine this: a child 5 years old getting slapped over and over again eighter they thought I was a psycho wich parts are kinda true I am a sociopath or they are just the worst parents wait never mind they are the worst parents in thee world they threaten me as soon as I sat foot in this house and literally said they would only have me for the child support, and they said something that almost maid me cry…

“YOU PSYCHO!” still not correct it’s sociopath but still that hurts…

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