Tragic Part 1

Everyone has a story, whether it's good or bad. I guess mine is more along the lines of tragic. I'd always been the target. I guess it was because of how innocent I was or maybe how small I was. I wasn't ugly, I had long brown hair, sea green eyes, tan skin, long legs, even though I was only 5'7", I wasn't ugly. My parents were drunks and never really cared, my brother walked out when he was old enough to leave and never looked back. He said he would come back for me, then again that was four years ago. My life was miserable and I tried to end it more than once, but it was always at the wrong time and place. I tried to pray to a God that I don't know exists, but nothing seemed to happen. With the bullies, drunk parents, and no one that cared I ended up cutting. I've done it for about five years now and I've grown to no longer feel the pain. Maybe Dylan Tanner was suppose to live a life of misery.