I had had a hard day at school... numerous things had gone wrong... I got in a horrible fight with my parents... finally, I was put to sleep... as my parents walked from my room, I reached for my DSi, carefully placed under my bed... the first thing I did, was visit what seemed to be my second home... I talked with friends, new and old... I browsed the art gallery, and then proceeded to check the news... then I would loose hours of sleep, continuing to talk to my dear friends...
This place I used to know...
i always got on here when my ma had been beating me or id been beating her cuz she hit my dad,,or when fists were flyin between my ma an dad...id shut mi door..an crawl into fetal position an cry mi eyes out then get on here and tell some1 wat happened..i know its a chat site but if it wasnt 4 mi findin this site...id b cuttin or sumthin.