Dear ________,

It’s time you know who I am, and I mean that, THIS IS JUST FOR YOU (people are welcome to read this but whats the point? you wont understand it) Go ahead say it, What The Hell Do You Want Now?, and you know what? I don’t know what I want anymore, I thought I did but it wasn’t me. The girl that talked to you wasn’t me, I haven’t been myself for a while now, and I got sick of it. My grandmother passed away Saturday 17th, and that’s why I haven’t been on Facebook, Yahoo!, send you crazy text, or tried to call. Want to know the part that sucks, I was there with her, I saw her suffer for 2hrs until life was taken out of her, why was I there? because she deserve someone to be there, and me out of all her grandchildren and even children, was the only one who saw here for who she really was. ______ listen to the part that makes this worse, I was in my room and thinking to myself, at least now I have an excuse, a reason or guarantee that makes you reply back or give that chance. How fucked up is that? then I remember my grandmother and the way she raised my uncles,aunts, and mother. Know why I thought of that excuse? because that’s the way my grandma raised her children and they never go it, my grandma took away their self belief, making it impossible for them to have aspiration, but I DONT NEED AN EXCUSE, the only person who can tell me I’m not good enough IS YOU and even then I may NOT AGREE WITH YOU. But you don’t care, everyone’s been telling me that but I can’t get it through my skull. Same way I can’t get that, my brother is dead, my dad passed away, my life that use to be is gone, my ___ is in a better family, and you have a girlfriend. I’ve had it, now my grandmother is wrong, and I’m the one who is planning everything, it just doesn’t seem right. But that’s not what I wanted you to know, and sorry…..

What I want you to know is, I’m sorry the Diana you feel in love with isn’t real, SHE’S NOT REAL because if she was she would of been there right now by your side and just never have let go. I don’t even know who I am. BUT it took my grandmother to show me, ______ she’s gone okay. I hate saying this and I’m only telling you this but they’re all gone; my dad, my brother, my grandparents, my past, and you. It’s time to accept reality for what it is, and move on. I can’t keep writing, I can’t finish this now……..

(TO BE CONTINUE…….)