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Dear Dad.

My past is really hard to explain. I don't really know what to write on this page. The memories all thrown around in my brain so much of it I tried to erase,

And I did.

There's so much I forgot but how could I not? I mean there's quite a lot, boy where do I start? I guess at the beginning.
Where as a little girl I'd watch my dad hitting my mom and my sister as I watch them screaming.

But how could he hit them?
So young I knew so much was wrong funny cause I'm not supposed to know anything at all, why was I the one pointing out all the wrongs, in my parents?

I mean, they're supposed to take care of us. But you didn't care a bit. My sister is grabbing my ribs touching my boney limbs knowing we haven't been fed, Dad, you're starving your kids!

My mom left and my dad's not here. Why'd you have to give me all this bottled up fear? Why couldn't have one parent failed why'd it have to be both. It's Because of you that you stunned my growth. . .