Broken Love

Emily Dallas:

She never had any kid of peace in her house. She grew up around yelling and screaming and hitting. Even though she had a brother there to protect her, it didn't last long. He eventually became aggressive himself, I guess because that's all he knew. He grew up around it just like I did, but he lived with it longer. Every day it got harder and harder, i'm always afraid to go home and I shouldn't be.

My dad was a drunk and he always blames it on that (when he's sober) my mom however has no excuse. I guess we just weren't the kids she wanted. We weren't good enough, I don't know.

I don't have very many friends either. Just Rachel and Egypt, I met them at school, and there was always Harry. He was my best friend, he was the one person I trusted. He knew everything that was going on and promised that he was always there for me, and I believed him. I know now I shouldn't have. Cause as soon as I started to trust him 100% and I think I even started to fall for him, but right after that he just left. Disappered. I haven't heard anything from him since.
I don't know what I did. Was it my fault? I do blame myself sometimes, there's nobody else to blame so I must have been me...

I have nobody now, I live alone, have two friends, and haven't seen any of my family in years, I mean I don't want to see my parents anyways, but sometimes I miss Cameron.
So, that's me, that's the story of my life

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