First of all: I'm sorry, if I make grammar mistakes (my native language isn't English) and I'm sorry, that you have to read my complainings.
I know that lots of people have more horrible life than I do, but not everybody's life is that bad.
I'll start from the beginning. When I was 3 years old, I got beated up by my mom for every thing I made. It is like that even now. She has strangled me for several times and every day she says how she hates me and it would be better for everyone, if I would just die. I totally agree with her.
I don't have any friends. Wherever I'm going somewhere, nobody doesn't like me. Well, I'm from a poor family, maybe thats why.
My mom has been unemployed almost all my life. This summer our (mine and my sister's) dad left us, because he sayd that he loves other woman. Of course my mom beated me up even more after that. Our dad didn't give us any money, so we were almost on the streets. Then my mom got a job. Her net wages per month were only 500 dollars. My mom didn't eat almost anything, so she was like starting to "die". It really doesn't feel good, if you have to see, that someone dear to you is dying.
Just a week ago my mom was fired. I don't know, how are we going to survive.
I don't drink alcohol, smoke or do something like that. I know, that it wouldn't help.
Write comments about how I made this all up, and I have one more reason to wish to not live.