My collections of nightmares for you. This is my story and you are just here to listen and wait. Wait each day so I can give you a nightmare. Just wait and see...... Want to know what goes on in my head? Want to find out?.... Just ask.


29. Dear Mom

Dear Mom,

I've been wanting to get this off my chest.

For a while you though I was just an average girl who was cheerful and happy.

But, now I'm older, and things are getting colder.

The world isn't what it seems and I wish you have told me.

Everybody at school picks on me, and I can't take it anymore.

They call me names like "Fat" "Ugly" "Whore" "Slut" any kind of name that you an think of.

They beat me, that's why I always come home from school with blood on me.

I know I say I'm clumsy, and fell down, or tripped over something.

I never tell you the truth anymore, and I'm sorry, I'm so sorry

Want to know the entire truth about my life?

I'll tell you.

Father beats me when you're at work, he pulls me out of school just to beat me.

Sister uses me as an experiment, and she puts her cigarette buds out on my stomach.

Brother rapes me when you, and Father go on vacation, and sister just watches.

Violated every weekend when you and Father go out to dinner, because you just wanted to get away.

His friends violate me too, so does Sister's.

Last week when I said I went to a party with my friends.

It was a lie.

When have you ever seen my friends?

I use any excuse to get away from our family.

You, you never noticed.

The scars on my wrists that only grew in numbers.

I blames the neighborhood cat that roams around the house.

I named him Kuro, he would never hurt anybody, and you know that.

You even saw me pick him up one day, and lay down on the grass, cuddling close with him.

How stupid can you get?

I can't blame you though, you never hurt me.

You only loved me.

I'm sorry to say that this world just isn't my place.

It's a disgrace, I was misplaces

Born in the wrong time, and in the wrong place.

I'll be watching you from the clouds above, and sending down the purest and whitest dove.

I don't mean to hurt you, and I'll know you survive.

Just hold my pillow tighter as you cry.

I'm running out of space to write, but I hope that you'll forgive me one day.



Your Daughter

(This is not a real suicide note!! Sorry for the confusion!)

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