I'm your child, tell me your orders
I have no idea what a real family is suppose to be, or what its suppose to look like. What ever I want to do no matter how passionate, or interested if my parents don't like it, its a solid No. No use in trying to rebel or anything, because you'll only effect yourself. -Your a regret, you weren't suppose to be born, nobody wanted you anyway, I didn't want you-. To be told that, you really wonder about your own existence. Super over protective parents that shelter you from everything in the world possible. Parents that never give kisses or hugs,I don't know if their good or bad.
I don't know if I should hate them, or be happy to have such a family. We have family moments , yes. Times when we laugh and have fun and joke around, yes. But what else? Nothing.
"Hey mom, could I go to the mall?" which then in turn you get interrogated on whose going, why, how, blah blah blah. Then you get the A-ok. But then after you get dressed, and your ready to leave, you come down the stairs with a big smile on your face, she takes one look at you, "Where are you going?" "The mall?" "what? no your not." That last minute no never fails. I'm not even amazed anymore.
I Confess that, I hate my family, or I really want to. The family who robbed me of my normal childhood, my normal teenage life, the outer world. But yet since I don't know anything I can't hate them completely, Because I just want to be accepted by them.