to him.

3;

Dear, You.

I came home from school today to find out that my mum has been having an affair with some guy down the street.

My dad is a mess and he tossed all of her things out the second story window and onto the driveway.

Her clothes are everywhere and a piece of China she got from her grandmother smashed into pieces.

She's still sitting in the driveway, picking up the pieces.

If I could talk, I would have called you or something and I would tell you everything. You'd listen and tell me that everything would be okay.

Then I would go to your place and we'd watch movies or something and eat alot of food.

But I don't talk and you don't know me.

I'm just another nameless face in school.

From, Me.