• my life is cruel. and their is a bomb waiting for me to get home everyday id my dad. my parents are splitted. but this is sucks. my life is not perfect. i live with my brother for now on. care for my both of my parents. i pray to be their be away i'll be with them until my death. i always come home crying just incase my past awaey. in my mind everyday i say to my self. when my die i'll be at her side dying with her. crying crying crying this is my everyday life. and i say .my life is horrible. i bet anyway how is me reading this is going to be crying. right now i am crying in tears for righting this.my life is really harsh. if you are me. you are lucky to be with foster parents. smoling and crying.