After my mom and dad got back together to both be with me they had another kid. For the first 9 months before the baby was born it was all preparation Paint this, clean that, baby-proof everything. I couldn't take it. Too much running around and leaving Death City to go to the closest Ikea. My mom had a baby shower with all of her friends and she let me have mine come. But that didn't cheer me up. They think this child is perfect and what they need. But only if they knew how i feel and how this is tearing me apart.
9 months later 2 days after my birthday she was born. Azusha Albarn."Can i hold her, can i feed her?" I would ask. They would usually respond by shooing me away. Now they pay more attention to her than me. I rely on my friends for support more and i need a boyfriend to remind me that i am loved. Since then i grew trust issues and seperation issues. I lost some friends because they thought i was too clingy but only if they really knew what is wrong.
My parents changed. They don't remember my existence closest we get to a normal conversations the yelling and fighting over stupid reasons. My life hasn't been the same.
My name is Maka Albarn and since they had Azusha I will never forget how it feels to be forgotten. But once I was I decided I wasn't needed here anymore. I'm leaving now. Good-bye.