I have no one to turn to when I am hurt. No one understands the confusion, hurt the loniness that I feel. Ican trust no one, not my sister, for she hates me with such a feruriosity, that she says things that cut like knifes. Oh the looks she gives me. I cannot even trust my friends.
I feel like I am trapped in a maze, and all I see is a door. I sprint towards it, i bang on the door with all of my might. The door opens. No one is there