You always wanted to Impress him. But whatever you did seemed to annot him and continue to ignore you. He didn't care if you starved or whatever. He would simply just tell you 'that sounds like a you problem. Not a me problem.' Or 'Does or Do I care? No, I don't.' You basically suffered in this hell hole of a life. You wanted his touch, be love, feel, you wanted to heal, and. be hugged. No matter how hard you tried, he would either yell at you, slap you, or push you away psychally. He always told you 'maybe if you weren't born I would have a better life then having to raise you.'

You felt guilt in your stomach like you didn't want to be here as much as he didn't want you born or you to even exist. You longed for him... but you knew he would never love or have time for you or even make up time for you, even if he did have enough time. The next day it was your birthday you were now 6 . You felt like he wouldn't tell you happy birthday at all... not even the UpperMoon's. You felt like body even wanted you to exist, or if anyone was glad you even existed and lived. You been here before... you wanted to get out of this hell hole but it was reality. You wished it was all just a dream. But it never will be.