"Jimin-ah! Taehyung-ah! Come on,time for dinner." Jungkook sat up in bed,dazed as dried streak of tears cling to his face.He was forgotten.....again....

"Eomma,what about Jungkookie?" Came the voice of his eldest brother."Nevermind,who cares about him?" He bit his lip,trying to muffle his sobs as a new stream of tears flowed over the dried ones.

"W-waeguraeyo? What did I do wrong?" He scratched at his thighs again,leaving angry pink lines;some bleeding lightly. "Hyung-deul hates me,eomma hates me,even appa went away because he hate me so much." His scratches went deeper until he finally felt the sting of one of the deep scratches he had made.Small droplets of blood dripped down to the sheets but he payed no mind to it,it was everyday routine after all. 

He tiptoed quietly to his small calendar,marking the date with another X.September 1,today's his 7th birthday.....he sighed."Another year that I was alive,i wish it'd stop." He crawled back into his bed,snuggling under his covers to his bloodstained white sheets."One day it'll come,the day I'll finally be free."