My sister was older then I. She moved out and did good. She settle down and she was going to come and get me out of there but she died.

Why am I the bad one? I don't know. Maybe because I'm so different from them. Maybe because they want me to be like them and I don't want too. Maybe my sister would have seen the same thing in me that the others are seeing and she would have also come to hate me.

I think and think and think and then I think again. Maybe I'm still waiting for my sister to come to get me.

Thank you!