No Child

There are things that a child shouldn’t see or deal with growing up. No child should have to live in the shadow of somebody they have no remembrance of; someone that died when they were 3. No child should have two ringworms at the same time on the back of their head and be forced to do homeschool for a whole year. No child should be ridiculed for having permanent scars from the ringworm. No child should ever have to find their grandmother dead when they’re just 10. No child should have to sit on the front porch and have a cop tell them you can’t cry cause you have to be strong for your mother. No child should have to watch their aunt just lose it all when she found out. No child should answer the phone at 2 in the morning to hear that your only grandparent left died. No child’s last memory should be of their grandma should be her struggling to remember who the fuck you are. No child should have to see their father being carried out the house on a stretcher on two separate occasions. No child should have to see their father in the hospital with tubes running in and out of him at the age of 11. No child should be in school worrying if dad made it through triple bypass open heart surgery. No child should be forced to give up their childhood and innocence early. No child should have to live a best friend’s shadow. No child should have to sit and listen to family praise someone else’s child on graduation night instead of you and in front of you. No child should be forced to go to a certain school cause their parents say so. No child should be lied to constantly about a miscarriage of an older sibling by everybody in the family. No child should be able to remember any of this fucking shit vividly. No child should have a fucked up childhood like mine. Fucked up part is this shit aint even half of it.


Are you fuckers happy now? This is MY LIFE, ALL TRUTH, NO LIES. So fuck off with the questions about my actions. I have the right to be how I am cause life fucked me early and often. Don’t like it then for all intents and purposes leave my life and go hop in a grave you bastards.