My dad-He would constantly hit me when he stayed with us.He would hit me for no reason.I remember I was laying down,I put my cat down in the bath room,my dad tried to walk in,i told him,he will have to put the cat in if he let her out,he told me he wont have to do shit i said ok yes you will.he came over to me and kicked me in my leg numerous times with some rock hard boots.I cried,not because my leg hurt,my heart hurt.I so bad want the affection of my parents but cant get it.Another time he hit me with a belt,all in my fucking face and shit.The belt was whatever,but he hit me in my face.He hit me over and over again in my head lip and eye i was like whatever,i called my mom and told her she hung up,I really was like fuck u then.I was ready to rip my heart out.I hate myself too,I'm so weak hearted,I tried to be bad and do things brothers and sisters do,but I cant,I'm not as fucked up in the head as them.I'm too nice.I dont fit in with this family.My dad fucking told me GET OUT MY MOMS HOUSE and go out on the street.He fucking guranteed me i'll sell my body.Hearing ya fucking mom say she'l bet you like you were a bitch on the street proves she dun care.I wondered why I felt like standing in the middle of the street and getting hit by a car.I have a big ass empty spot in my heart and it can never be filled so no point in living.