Losing my mother was the most difficult thing that had ever happened to me in my whole 17 years. My father just didn’t care anymore about me, all he cared about was his fiancée. I felt like I just woke up and then suddenly all what I knew was a lie. I try to be strong for my sisters as my mood affects theirs tremendously but deep down inside me I know my colors have drained and I am just a shadow of myself, empty as a shell. Just wish I could be happy again.
