Dad in prison(soonTM + or - another few years). Mom should be too. Nobody believes she did anything wrong. She let it happen. I have nowhere else to live other than with her. Im afraid that Im not getting better. I cant function in school because of all the people. I think Ive already missed out on everything people are supposed to cherish. It takes drugs or riding 300kph at 3am to feel happy. I feel like there is no way out. Nobody listening. Including my friends who shut me away after I told them what happened when I was a kid. As if there is something contagious about me now. The police tell me to keep what happened a secret, under a publication ban. I want somebody who cares to do something, but Im afraid that letting the papers print might ruin the rest of my life