I know that I did my best but my parents always think that I am useless. As if I haven't done anything good for this household. They always ask me to do this, and that, and go there, go buy stuffs and whatever they could think of but, in the end of it all... They just call me useless. The child they never wanted. I'm not depress, suicidal, nor anything beyond that line. I'm just really sad that it's how my parents sees me. I decided to go on a walk. I walk the streets not knowing where to go. Suddenly a car drift pass me. My heart skipped a beat as it's about to hit me. It hit my legs really hard on the car bumper and I bumped my head on a pole. "I guess now, they could really call me useless." I thought as I collapsed on the sidewalk.

I woke up on the street feeling strangely well. I look at the mess that car left. The police officers are already in the scene. The accident caused heavy traffic. Geez, talk about being reckless. The car was still there and the bumper was widely ruin. The headlights were hanging and the glass was cracked. To think that I was lying down there the whole time and no one even bothered calling the ambulance for me. I guess even the people around here thinks I'm worthless. What a good life I have, huh? What time is it anyway? I didn't bring my watch. I'm guessing it's really late now considering that the officers had arrived. I mean, the officers here are known for coming to the scene late. I should really go home now. I went home and look for a food to eat. Nothing was on the table nor the kitchen. I'm not even surprise. I decided to sleep with an empty stomach.

I tried all positions into trying to fall asleep but I couldn't. I keep on moving around the bed but there wasn't any comfortable position I can sleep with. I tried everything just to fall asleep until it was daytime. I didn't get any sleep. I decided to roll out of bed and went down. Everyone was about to leave and no one even bothered to call me. Or even just to knock on my bedroom door to tell me we're going somewhere. Are they trying to leave me behind? Seriously though, when will this "unwanted" treatment end? This is just plain wrong. I'm staring to doubt if they're even my parents. I decided to come with them without their knowledge. When no one else could see me, I went to the car and sitted on the back seat. I curled my self down so I won't get notice. I didn't even bother changing clothes nor brush my teeth. I'll just wait for them here. Minutes later, they got inside the car and drove off to wherever. I sat on the chair when we got far from home. Strangely, they didn't notice me. The park in a place I've never even been to. They went inside. I followed them. There were coffins in a pile and people being covered with white cloth. I'm guessing we're in a morgue. We encountered a person and he showed us something. He opened one of the cloths and it was of a person who's face was totally destroyed. It's clothes were familiar though. Strangely familiar. Then the diener showed us a necklace. It looks like the one I have. I tried to touch my neck and my necklace was still there. "I guess that's to confirm it. I'm sorry for you loss ma'am, and to you too sir. I'm sorry about your daughter. " he said. My mother started to cry and my dad comforted her. "What are you talking about? " I answered. "I'm alive and well. I'm here, can't you see me?" No one responded to that. I tried to grab my necklace the guy was holding and my hand just pass though it. I cried. I guess he was right, maybe I am dead. But that shouldn't matter to them. Afterall, I am unwanted.