When i was a kid my dad used to beat my step mom, i grew fear to do anything i was also constantly beat by my dad for not doing things right. I think because of that i developed fear to show how i feel because how scared i was. I was scared of people being nice. I was used to their rudeness ive always handle it. I wish someone told me everything was going to be okay and meant it. All the time i have to show that i am man enough to handle it but i want to show that it hurts that i am sad. There have been times where they would leave me and i would have to be myself. I was always myself i never liked people because i was scared of them. I grew up to be likable by many but deep down im afraid. I pretend to be an unstoppable human force. But i sometimes wish someone would tell how much i endured. I want a hug but none cant offer that so i do it to myself. I want to feel loved n not hatred for once. I wanted someone to put me in bed and tell me everything was going to be okay. When my dad beat my step mom i ranaway to my neighbors house and they welcomed me with love and a bed. They had giving me their son’s room and it was the coolest. Once they put me down they told me how much i was loved. I felt like home. After awhile my dad knocked on their door and i was told to get up and leave their son’s room. I went back to the mess i was born in and raised at but for a couple long minutes i felt like home, i felt like that was my home.
