Spring.... sucks!

Spring, my least favorite season that ever existed. I hate and will always hate it. People say it symbols a fresh start, a new life or beginning. I say it symbolizes the past and future. It symbolizes change.

Past: My dad, older brother, and my twin sister died all in one day. All in the same stupid season, which obviously had been spring. All because some drunk driver and his insane friend drove their dumb truck full of bins of gasoline into my house causing it to explode. Now it's just me, my mom, and my younger brother. What kind of idiots drive a highly explosive truck drunk?

Future: Spring just reminds me more of not being able to live with a dad or any older siblings. Reminds me of many more moves we'll do 'cause my mom is trying to find a job to help support whats left of her family.

Change: Its painful knowing that your other half of your family will never see how much you've changed. To see how the world changed. To help you with certain problems. To help change your life for the better. To help you get off of drugs 'cause your depressed. To help change yourself. To help change the world for you. To help change your mind from murdering yourself and whats left of your family.

Spring can seem like a new, happy beginning but it could be life changing for others.