(trigger warning) Well of course I wouldn't tell him Are you stupid? It's so obvious why he'd KILL ME if he knew that, I'm starting to think you already know that, you're always saying how much you desire to hurt me, to torture me and all that crap. Sometimes you forget I'm a human being too!!! You made me think my whole life that I wasn't one, I never really felt human because of the inhumane things YOU did. Then you complain about how I never trust you with anything. Don't you remember what happened the last time I trusted you? You said you'd never accept me. You denied me. When I ran away, I almost killed myself in the woods. I walked far away until I came across the semi forest near the road. I could only find comfort in there, because in that place it was the last time I was able to have some fun with friends, it brought back the only memories I liked from the year. Then when I sat for hours there staring at the pocket knife, I realized I was too much of a coward to actually go through with it, so I went back, knowing I was awaiting the worst scolding ever But, that didn't happen. You ignored me. How disgusted have you got to be of your own child to not be able to talk or even look at them? You hate me. I get it. At least pretend you don't, don't be so obvious about it. You REEK of hate, y'know? But oh. You never cared. You never cared until you saw my scars. Not that they're too big of course, they were just noticeable because of their colour and you were afraid people would judge YOU for failing as a mother. Well, you deserve it! Congratulations. You did this yourself.