♥Amyla Robert♥ I am called Amyla Robert. And this is my story. Some years back when I was 6yrs old, I became miserable. That is, I was Sullen, gloomy, sad, gloomy. And depressed All these started because of the environment I grew up in... My Dad would always bite my Mom up and give her bruises everywhere They never really had time for me...as they lived their life with no shame I never really had friends either because my parents would always live me at home with my Nany...Miss Jane She smoked when my parents are not around and always bringing men to my room and send me to live room I once "threatened" her I will tell my parents about it and she laughed like a crazy woman and said "Your parents won't care. Because they love themselves more. They do not give a Fuck about you. And no one would" My heart ached as tears filled up my eyes and she took out a cigarette and lit it up "You know what...? Sometimes if killing yourself is a possibility, take it. Trust me Myla. If I
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