I always ask myself why certain people don’t have the same heart. Wouldn’t life be better if we all had the same heart. I have opened up to people about my life but no one cares, yet when others need me I am always there. I have opened up in so many occasions. I have been raped, tortured, and damaged physically and emotionally but who cares ? No one. I have been near death but I no longer have friends. I have no one to count on.. I am all by myself struggling with depression and anxiety because no one cares like I do. I had friends but not at least I thought they were until they betrayed me. Now I don’t know what to do in life. I am simply waiting for my death to finally end my suffering.
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