There once was a girl who wanted her mommy forever. One day on February 27th, 2017 my life changed. I came home happy as can be because I did good on a test and I see my dad crying. He picked up the phone and called the cops he kept saying, “is it true she really did?” my dad sits on the couch and then I ask him whats wrong he pushes me away. By ten I knew something was up. My mom was pregnant with a little girl or boy the baby's name was Payton. My dad hugs me and tells me how sorry he is what ran through my mind wasn't the same that came out of my mouth… I asked him if she went to jail but he cried harder my first thought was did she kill herself? I was to afraid to ask so I stayed silent as my dad drinks his sorrows away. I'm scared, I didn't know what to do so I take a blade make one cut then two then three then I tell myself one more that one turns into 10 then 20 i'm addicted to it I can't stop I go to school the next day with cuts on my wrist sad and depressed I show no emotion so people dont worry but deep down I knew I was a survivor of the worst.