I hate it, it’s all my fault, my sister did drugs when I was 10 I was so incredibly happy at that time, she did drugs and I was the first one to find out and then she forced me to take a puff but I didn’t if I told any of our other family members she would slit my throat, my parents are abusive they hit us and my dad has anger issues if I try to talk he would yell at me and call me pathetic and useless and that I should hurry up and die because I’m a waste. Im tired, my mum found the drugs and she hid them and when my sister found out she went crazy and started putting a knife to her neck saying she will kill herself if she doesn’t get them back. I was only ten. After I moved to a different country leaving my school my friends everyone it hurts it hurted so much I cried everyday and was homeschooled for 3 years until grade 8. Now im 14 and I’m still living with the guilt. Everyone blamed it on me and said it was my fault and that because I didn’t do anything about it. I want to die………